sea shanties from drip by beige monk

eyeball hits on terror
terror hits the road
terror hits on eyeball now i think it might explode
i try to be a person
try to get along
somehow every time it feels like i do it wrong
i don’t like small talk i don’t like big talk
i don’t wanna be human at all

you’re giving yourself toothaches with that steel floss
you know there’s gotta be a safer place to cross
i promise to promise to never put your songs in my mouth
i’ll only wear your headdress when we’re both in the sacred house

i don’t like small talk i don’t like big talk
i don’t wanna be human at all

i promise not to force the night to be day, i promise not to force the day to be night
come come come come away, my little ram
make me understand

• Alternative
• experimental
• indie
• indie pop
• psychedelic
• psychedelic pop
• New Jersey