Idiosyncrasies from Play Dough by Atomic Fruit

Underneath the surface of your fingertips
the carbonated skin leaves you bare
Trying to avoid the hypotheticals
‘cause you let them all run their course

Hear me now, let me speak before the crowd
got no things to say just need the limelight
Night or day makes no difference no more
it's just a pale gray, restless eve

Powerless as you scream into the void
as you mark the motions one last time
Violins hidden deep inside the walls
come to serenade your demise

Quietly, not quite expecting to be heard
you announce yourself to the world
Woke up sore… I must have chewed on some glass
as I swallowed this city whole

Powerless as you scream into the void
you run through the motions one last time
Violins hidden deep inside the walls
come to serenade your demise

• Art Rock
• Electronic Rock
• Rock
• indie
• psychedelic rock
• trip hop
• Berlin