White Walls from Memory Loss by Litter Party

I know a little about white walls
I know about acoustics, man
you pay and pay and it doesn't add up
you shout and shout and it doesn't sink in

all your effort bounces around
and freedom is compromised

some days I walked right through the front door
I live with danger and care
still live inside of every room
some piece of skin must still be somewhere

the fresh start to our time apart
but I long to cling to you

I wanna claw every white wall I ever knew
rip and tear at the air with my whole essence
to reach in with a big fat hand
to reposition every tepid piece
to do better than to stand up,
to celebrate
light shooting out my fingertips.

not gonna rot,
gonna paint with skill
every white wall that I've ever known

• Alternative
• Rock & Roll
• indie pop
• indie rock
• minimalist rock
• Akron