Bad Times by Nathan El

Dog days chewing their tails clean off
Heard something's been galloping in the walls
But I don't mind if there's nothing that we gotta do tonight
Arrive ten times at the same place that you try to leave behind
All your turning -- it just rewinds

So, help me

Cathy can you help me out?
Vomiting inside your mouth
Your acumen's a talisman turned in a rocking chair
Cause you're the one that I think about as I twist my head around
This black routine repeats in threes
I'm choked and waylaid endlessly by a cloister of devils
A hag's sour kiss
Flat on your back
Sleep paralysis

• DIY
• Folk
• Indie
• alternative
• ambient
• indie folk
• indie pop
• indie rock
• noise rock
• singer-songwriter
• Pittsburgh