I see your dull eyes peering through
The cracks in my door to my under heated living room
I would invite you in but I'm scared it would be far to cold in here
We're old and were getting older
And I get scared every time you say I'm right
That means next time I'll be wrong and I'll fall apart
Id say I'm done making excuses
But I know I avoid these situations like the plauge
My room is constantly a mess so you can't stay over
I fear the beer cans are taking away all my time
You stick to me like the tar on a freshly paved road
Black and cancerous and I'm weak and fearful
Of the things that don't make sense like outer space
And smoking cigarettes and finally I feel like maybe I'll be alright
credits
from Don't Ruin It,
released June 20, 2019
Guitar, bass and vocals written and recorded by Kevin Frank
Drums written by Dylan Siggers and recorded by Kevin Frank and Dylan Siggers
An easy-to-love combination of emo and jangle pop, the first full album from Spirit Night in eight years feels bathed in a golden glow. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2023