climb into my coffin, sleep right next to me
we could do nothing for eternity
melt our bones together creating porcelain
gaze at the remains of our former velvet skin
i like how my body fits right into yours
we are laying still but i can still
feel your heart against my head
we are sleeping together in my bed
one day sweetheart, we’ll sleep until we’re dead
Toronto rivals San Francisco as the North American capital of jangle pop as evidenced by this new record of sunny jams from the Motorists. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 16, 2024