Confetti Death by Bug Teeth

we died a death with confetti
swirling something in the air
as the house sleeps, you yawn, we keep
you awake, we pull your hair.
there's holes in your scalp, my love,
there's darkness seeping through
whatever pain that is in your brain
we can see it when we look at you

everyone else is gone
they left themselves on the floor
you're tired, you say, but we can forget
and tread you into the carpet some more.
there's dirt underneath your skin
and something in your eye
when all the world has gone to bed
then we'll let you cry

• Alternative
• ambient pop
• dream pop
• electronic
• experimental-pop
• shoegaze
• United Kingdom