Going down
Flying through the street.
Can't keep up
Can't keep up with me.
Tiny rocks all lay at my feet.
Going down with no fear
with no fear of gravity.
Fall.
Going down.
Can't get up.
Push hard as you want.
Industrial textures and vocals with a hint of gothic melodrama come together on tAngerinecAt''s latest trip to the dark side. Bandcamp New & Notable May 3, 2022