Note by tree drama

been thinking about ending it again
you think you're on the mend then along comes a bend
smack me or hold me, i need to be disarmed
i've been playing the violin on my arm

and it's nothing new to me
a black cloud is all i see in my memory
the few good things i've seen have a tendency
to run away from me and fade to memory

shirtsleeves in summer my insides are sinking
cmon nicotine hurry up and do your thing
i'd like to lay to rest the swinging brick thats in my chest
too much i've bitten off another day that's written off

and its nothing new to you
we dance around with a noose and try to make it through
when everything seems askew
there's no relief in view and no belief in you

and it's nothing new to me
a life half spent in a dream, a stuttered memory
the few good things i've been have a tendency
to fall away from me
my note is here to read.

• 4-track
• Alternative
• cassette
• downtrodden
• lo-fi
• Hull