I was trying to make sense
But nothing stills the same, history is senseless
Even though when I try to reach you anytime I end up all alone
It would be great to fix this out, it would be great to realize that we were made for this and we can’t to stop fighting
I guess I’ll never know, I guess I just need it
Say it’s true ‘cause I know we’ll never get along
Now I know what to do to hurt you, to get rid of you
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024