Brain Food from Big Twenty by Other Half

James bites a bit off and proceeds to fall in love, 100 times over
It hits hard like heads on a dashboard and now I’m alone

I can hear the rain through my skull
But I can’t seem to feel it; it feels pretty good
Now I’m clawing through crowded rooms,
Humming so hard it hurts

That’s brainfood

The girl with the glasses asked if I could get a bit
I couldn’t but that didn’t stop me saying I could
She made the question sound so monumentous
So to keep the momentum I called a friend who died last year
Disconnected but no less convincing,
That hung around for days

That’s brainfood

I wouldn’t call it a comedown (I’ve never done drugs but I think about it)
More like jet lag (I’ve never been far but I’ve thought about it)
I lost a few hours, but mainly I’m just happy to be here

It plays to memories of better times
Regular suppliers and regular buyers
Because now you’ve got to grind to get a bit
And the lethargy runs deep
There’s no way I’m leaving to come back in, again.

• Punk
• noise rock
• post-hardcore
• post-punk
• punk
• punk rock
• Norwich