200 from plastic death by glass beach

nav lights, across gasoline seas
come as you like, march as calvalry.

cause i’ve been waiting on you so long
i know i could crumble
carrying this weight.

the poison swims into deltas
an insatiable autocannibal
drawn to you

what did my eyes ever tell you?
it’s just the cries of an animal
baby i don’t care

cause i’ve been waiting on you so long i know i could crumble
carrying this weight.

all your impulses and all your troubles
will lacerate the skin
so move your body like it’s automatic
it’s all you have to do

baby, i feel sold for entertainment,
desperation as riot control.
i feel sold for entertainment,
desperation as riot control.

i feel sold for entertainment,
desperation as riot control.

• Punk
• bedroom pop
• emo
• post-emo
• post-punk
• Seattle