Earthshaped from Bots by Pickle Darling

Don’t hold back when I meet you later
I can see what you’ve been thinking
It’s not that I think you’re a traitor
But what the hell have you been drinking

Things are getting hairy
You look kind of scary
You and me have things under control

Don’t stop now when the light goes green
We start to move a couple inches
Things get tight and the tyres scream
I think we’re moving through syringes

You think that I’m faking
When the signal’s breaking
You and me have things under control

Don’t let no one hold back your love
‘Cause there’s no space reserved for us above
The hole in your heart could contain the earth
But all she ever gave to you was birth

You can have my heart but only a portion
The arc of life it bends towards exhaustion
Any picture’s abstract upside down
But the time to hold yourself together is now

• Alternative
• Christchurch
• New Zealand
• bedroom pop
• indie pop
• twee
• Christchurch