Teenage Sunburns from Apple-Eaters by Thrifty Astronaut

We are the teenage sunburns, nothing left but lessons left unlearned. One day, we'll all die of cancer and this will all seem relevant. This will all seem relevant.

There's no adults in this town tonight, running naked, screaming, through the rain. You know that stuff puts holes in your brain, but our bodies are only empty spaces that we've tried so hard to fill.

We are the teenage sunburns, nothing left but lessons yet to learn. One day, we'll see the errors of our ways, but that day hasn't come just yet.
Throw away your innocence, but cling to your ignorance.

• Alternative
• Applecore
• art pop
• experimental
• garage
• Fort Collins