that‘s not a day
move my ass and still
feel like clay
that‘s not even a day
numb and slowly to decay
try add more salt
try fuel my brain
try drink more wine
and still all in vain
sun on my skin but I can‘t feel its warmth
rain on my skin but I can‘t feel a thing
that‘s not a day
I can add as much salt as I want to
I can run as fast as I want to
I can sleep as much as I want to
I can drink as much as I want to
that‘s not a day
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024