Dread Machine from Dread Machine by Jules in Trouble

No time for dreams
Living in a dread machine
Living in the moment
The moment it’s gone

I miss your face
The one from the deep fake
The one you don’t show anyone
Except for me

This was supposed to be more fun
We weren’t supposed to end like this
I miss
The part where we
Dance ourselves to sleep
Where we
Dance ourselves to sleep

I count to ten
Up and down again
It feels insane but then
What then

I’m bad at making plans
I have no idea, man
My hands are shaky hands
Take them

This was supposed to be more fun
We weren’t supposed to end like this
I miss
The part where we
Dance ourselves to sleep
Where we
Dance ourselves to sleep

This was supposed to be more fun
We weren’t supposed to end like this
I miss
This was supposed to be more fun
We weren’t supposed to end like this
I miss
The part where we
Dance ourselves to sleep
Where we
Dance ourselves to sleep

• quietpunk
• Pop
• dream pop
• female vocals
• lo-fi
• synthpop
• New York