Great Siz from Great Siz by EIEIEIO

So you got a plan that doesn't stand on your hand
Well this ain't your land and nothing really pans
At the behest of every inexplicable jest
Like it or not, crumbs can scatter
But they'll never be bread again

Coming back to the surface-level later,
Dropping the goddamned persona
For what? For a subject?
Find the simplest one you can taste
Is spread good? I know spread is huge.
Why did harmony not make the cut, huh Magpie?
Whole lotta spreadin goin on
For miles you can hear the knives scrape scrape scrape
In some ways it's fuel to have the escape, -scape route
And out of the context of the party
But the exit to the cold beach outside

Banana a day keeps the monkey away
Y'all got any fuckin leaves?
Bookshelf mousetrap, my rhubarb is crap
I can feel the heart beating your ass

• Acoustic
• Pop
• Punk
• Rock
• folk
• shoegaze
• Hadley