The Truth from POSSUMGHOST by possum in my room

It smells of pyramids outside
The gas station at the end of time
And the guy at the counter vaping is God
He’s asking you to stand in line

But you’re stuck inside
Having an awful time
And the coffee’s gone cold
And filled with dead flies

So you think back
To the only truth you ever felt
The light pouring out
From their mouth
Searing your skin, like neosporin
On an open wound
And the anodynes all hurt
When the truth comes first
And it’s all “I don't know”
The truth is I don’t know what truth means anymore

I don’t know
Where this dead sky goes
Follow the river bend and run
Scream “I don’t know, I don’t know” ad infinitum

• Folk
• folk rock
• indie
• lo-fi
• shoegaze
• slowcore
• Rockaway