We’re flying up the coast December The sea and me are blue The city of LA is ugly And I’m coming back to you There’s nothing in my hands but sugar I’m more than you could need I smile hurricanes in summer And I drink more than I eat Leave me alone I know you need this Leave me alone this time Leave me alone I know you mean it Leave me alone Alright fine She’s gotta be a fake I think so A sinner when she sleeps We always do our best I mean that My confidence is weak And I’ll slam a thousand doors to scare you But you gotta give me slack I’ll write you every thought I’m thinking You take your promise back And I swear to God that I need this And I swear to Christ I feel you in my bones I mean it But I wrang you out for more A cut can only be so decent My blood is on your floor
Brooklyn's Groupie make post-punk that is at turns bouncy, scuzzy, joyous, and sharp, with a strong melodic core; this is their debut LP. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 19, 2021