DUCKSOUP by White Hot Needles

I don't mean to be indiscreet
But am I meant to be falling to bits already?

Anonymous eve:
We watch the sun go behind your father-figure's house.
For the first time, I felt that we could be comfortable
With the last time.
Let's go in.

Often
And not lasting long.
Shown the parts of the pretend apple I really can't eat.
Let's go in now.

You never bury deep enough inside.
Why don't you have to fetishise secrets like the rest of us?
No one knows what love likes these days,
Least of all you and I.
So, let's go in.

Bill thought I'd bump into you at the shindig
But I feel lost without you
When it's just us.
Someone once told me,
If you want to keep thinking that it's just you,
Infinitely crashing bilateral view,
It can help to prepare for the inverse of being used.

Someone told me, "the taste gets easier".
Please, let us in.

• Electronic
• Spoken Word
• electronica
• industrial
• jazz
• lofi
• noise
• post-rock
• psychedelic
• United Kingdom