Radio from Radio by The Growers

Static on the speaker keeps me from thoughts I’m trying not to think. I’ve been losing sleep, silence something new to me. I didn’t think about it when I sent it through the airwaves. Failed to mention you were breaking down. Now mostly I just drive around and listen to the records that you burned with scribbled words I can’t remember.
It’s not the same old rock and roll that they play on the radio. She goes “turn the lights down low.” I had it once and let it go. I guess I should’ve said it when I meant it, when I felt the same. Now seven years and two or three I wish had turned out differently. The look inside your eyes just like the disappearing skyline in the rear-view. Play me something new. I don’t know if I’ll ever feel the same again. Skipping needle in my vein. Your song always stuck inside my head. I’ll still be here when the music fades.

• Pop Punk
• Punk
• emo
• indie
• Pleasant Hill