Powder/Baggie by tree drama

i will never forget those things you said to me but
all that's left for me here is chinese melodies and
you used to look at me and speak my name so tenderly
losing your best friend really makes you lonely

i am waiting hands in pockets on a busy street and
i'm waiting for the man he's gonna bring me that baggie
i'd do anything to escape away from my memories but
i still see you when i'm falling in my powder dreams

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