dance just to raise hell
i'll sleep under your windowsill
& i guess the distance was bigger than we mapped out
we burnt all of our clothes
sit around the fire because we're cold
see i'm not sleeping, to say i'm not sleeping
my belly hurts
it hurts the worst
collecting bottle caps, i'm burning books & tracing maps
this city is the devil
my lucky number
pray for the lump inside your throat
tell everyone everything you know
it's nearly morning
what does that even mean?
it's funny that we're different
Market, from Melbourne, fuse soul and chillwave on a wonderfully woozy song with rubbery guitars & breathy harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 19, 2020
Market makes blissful bedroom pop for anxious times, spooling together lo-fi textures and auto-tuned instruments with urgency and detail. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 16, 2020