I'll be your prince, I'll be your queen
Or anything else on a platter
Dried up your tears, silence stinging your ears
Nothing you felt ever mattered
Coming for me and I'm counting my teeth
I cut my tongue on your canines
Bleeding for weeks and I'm scared of these freaks
That I become in the nighttime
All the days turn in to night I'm afraid to go outside
I don't want to see your skin I'm afraid to let you in
Fond regrets will kill you, son
And looking out for number one
No loving burdens, diamond rings
It's heart breaking
Sweating cold blood under a tree of smoke
It sinks in deep to my arteries under the ground lives that
Silvery sound swelling up my capillaries
Fond regrets will kill you son
And looking out for number one
No loving burdens, diamond rings
It's heartbreaking
Scared of everything
All the days and all the nights too afraid to go outside
I'm afraid of my own skin and I want you gone
Climb the staircase
Grip my gun
Just looking out for number one
I couldn't think a single thing
It's heartbreaking
supported by 10 fans who also own “Scared of Everything”
Junk Drawer lead the pack, swerving into unsettling territory - I love this band's sheer unpredictability. I remember their gig at Output where they followed an excellent set by The Bonk. These guys are the cat's pyjamas! Ursula's Crow
Pick your pre-order for Diet Cig's first full-length: limited edition gold vinyl, blue marble vinyl, or a red and gold glitter cassette. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 12, 2017