Sparkle/Fade from Counting Flies by Teenage Wrist

Waking up every day to choirs that speak in tongue
My heavy eyes pull me down to times when I was young
I can still feel your skin, hooked on the drugs in you
Devotionless yet innocent, I’m crawling to bad news
Then you

You watch me trip and fall
I sparkle and fade so clean
May I enjoy this?
Let me enjoy this

Cauterized, passing time
Counting the flies on you
Stealing my oxygen, you leave me with no room
There’s a taste on my lips, something of rust and glue
Listen here, listen now, I’m giving you bad news
Oh, you

You watch me trip and fall
I sparkle and fade so clean
May I enjoy this?
Let me enjoy this

Dragging on and on in this lie
Down on my knees, singing
Down on my knees

• Alternative
• Rock
• indie rock
• shoegaze
• Los Angeles