Eyewall from Gut by Baths

the bedroom where you held me
in the morning, it was sanctioned
now you’re always doing some other thing
and i idle, anxious

could you find the patience
to listen to me
i’m asking, i’m asking

some shit to say about everything
you’re pedantic, it’s sanctioned
i never act like its anything
go get the sun on me, get anxious

could you find the patience
to listen to me
i’m asking, i’m asking
could you find the patience
to listen to me
i’m asking, i’m asking

i think we’re on fire
but still want to try
the talking is good
the talking takes time
i think we’re on fire
but still want to try
and our bodies don’t rhyme
but our bodies don’t lie

we are held in the eye
we are held in the eye

• Electronic
• Experimental
• electronic pop
• Los Angeles