When they come through your window with a sign of the times and two black pistols, when they come through your window you'll know. When they descend on your home, will you be out on the street in the light of the moon, or dead? In my shallow head, I hold you.
Black nylons cover the face while robbing banks to pay for a wheelchair and two broken legs. When they come through the lobby, you'll bend. It seems I have been laboring under a misapprehension. Lend yourself to me, and I will be ready by then. [That was a lesson, I know. That was a lesson, I'm sure. Back when they left me alone.] When I was a hostage, and you were the second demand. When I was accosted, and you learned to write with your left hand. I run into orphans, and I always tell them what you said: Watch a movie on world war II, and root for Japan. [Chorus]
Rising Philadelphia band balance oversized pop punk hooks with vivid, intimate lyrics, presenting a raw, honest vision of guitar music. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022