One-Stop, Indie rock, Medium tempo, dark, moody, mysterious, alternative, shoegaze, Male vocals, synth, electric guitar, bass, drums, Greensburg, Pennsylvania, United States
You don't give a fuck about love That's what you always told yourself in the dark But you don't want to turn away You can barely bring yourself To look at the faces through the cracks in the wall Everybodys wasted Now it feels like everything matters Plastic bottles line the edge of the shore The future is opaque Death is on the radio Maybe you can find a ritual or find your way home Everybody's wasted