Fresh (Acoustic) from Season One by Orlando furious

I'm always starting fresh
I've thrown out the calendar
I've given up on dates
I've changed my voice alot
But I'm not bothered about what I am or who I was
Nah not bothered about what I am or who I was

See how I'm chunking words together
Clustered into forced birthdays
We spit and shit through times of change and times of wait

Amongst optic nerves and fibrous gases between curved spaces
And chin scratching
I malt
I sweat
I want more sex than I can handle

Quiet spaces, tongue in cheek, no voice, always forgetting
Crucial lessons like
Big development, big industry, big development big industry
Big business

• Alternative
• angelic
• ferrypunk
• suburban
• Australia