Lots of people staring at the moon
Like they don't own it
Not to be judgmental
But their bloody eyes are sewn in
I ring the bell just long enough
To keep from cryin'
He's diggin' around in his thirties for something,
For anything new
That boy's got fire!
Man, he's cookin' a up a hot one!
Last to dinner, first to hell
The existential shotgun
My inner Odo tells my feet to keep on walkin'
These shape-shifting blues
Got me looking for my own Dominion
Everything is fleeting
It's the good-old way
Every moment is forgotten already
You know I can't even wait
And by god, we've got big plans
For dyin' in our dreams
Everything is so damned fleeting
I can't wait to get to sleep
Such a lonely, lonely guy
Such a lonely
I found the keys in the pocket
Of my best friend's best friend
She never thought it was messed up
But the adversary of my adversary
Thinks that it's respectable
To keep playing that dirty
Game that has haunted the best of my days
So tell everybody I'm out here
Still wasting away
Going crazy like a solitary salesman
They never said it would be comfortable
But the other coin that they stole
From my funeral offering
Could burn a hole through their goddamn
Hand for all I could fuckin' care!
Everything is fleeting
It's the good-old way
Every moment is forgotten already
You know I can't even wait, no no
By god! We've got big plans
For dyin' in our dreams
Everything is so damned fleeting
I can't wait to get to sleep
Industrial textures and vocals with a hint of gothic melodrama come together on tAngerinecAt''s latest trip to the dark side. Bandcamp New & Notable May 3, 2022