hey lost train waiting on station lines
I've got the presence for you and a card to boot
When a western sky lights up and then drops outright
We don't really know what to do
Hey cat, you don't know whats going on, in the living room
I'm surrounded by last nights dinner sliding down a glass roof
Most people are hungry but don't know a hunger's tooth
Fill a cavity with soft light, memory and morning blues
Im digging around for something to say, or at least I think I am
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hot shit's tailights looking angry tonight
two slice's of pie - crisp lines, crust to the night
two melted clocks passing dali into the left lane
I'll ride in silence; arrive on time, unraveled wreathes in vain
drivers distraction left, right, we'll move forward to the gaseous sights
stick shift, for big shit, your riddles miss more than mine hit
back; forth sealed up in tight lip kisses, another joke fizzes
cut the wheel, direct your feels; splish splash better now and better real
Forgot my swim trunks, living like a soft monk
never ever moving like I give a motherfucking funk
big buzz fading like a super soaker water mark
who would ever call for someone swimming in the wet dark
trim off the slack, surface tension brings me back
gasping for air in a arid desert trap. Utter propaganda crap.
i'll hold my breath for a lackluster or misjudged misfit
I remember water, dripping off, swallowed by a sand pit.
Influenced by producers J Dilla and Flying Lotus, Jaw Gems make loosely improvised songs that are equally vibrant and nomadic. Their new album is remarkably carefree, but they wanted it that way. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 30, 2016
On this stunning new LP, Fatwires treats the bass guitar with a series of effects to change its sound in these gripping darkambient tracks. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2020