Panther Anthem from Disguises by Arbirk

If you’re hurt so bad but you hide it, let me carry your pain for a while and - when you escape out it to the darkness, let me bring you back with a smile but... I’m at the wrong place at the wrong time. I want to get up and get out to my Panther Anthem, My Panther Anthem. It’s an ode to dancing and for second chances. To my heart I will try to describe it, we’ll have to be cold and hard to survive this. I should have known you were always decided, but my hope for love was coliding with. I’m at the wrong place, at the wrong time. I want to get up and get out to my Panther Anthem, My Panther Anthem. It’s an ode to dancing and for second chances. Now the heartless answer, feels like a cure for cancer. So to my graceful dancer is my Panther Anthem.

• Alternative
• indie
• indie folk
• lo-fi
• noise pop
• Copenhagen