I think I know what hell is
Hell is knowing that your lungs are still going
When we're in the same house and you can't feel my love
We think so much
That we don't mention
But I still cannot chew the fat or shoot the shit
Do you still feel my love?
I think so much
Do you do the same for me
And try to read my mind?
I want to be yours
But life keeps on passing me by
Like I do to you, it's true
I think you know
I love you, friend, I need
And if you can get past
My bad communication
Do you still want my love?
I want to name you all
The few who've seen me
And cared for my needs
Like they were your own
I'm about to turn twenty-three
I think so much
Do you do the same for me
And try to read my mind?
I want to be yours
But life keeps on passing me by
Like I do to you, it's true
My other project, featuring the vocals of Joe O'Neill. Experimental, bombastic alt rock. "If less is more, thing how much more will be!" Roger Heathers
"Advice Column" is a new collaborative project featuring tracks written, recorded, and produced remotely during quarantine. Bandcamp New & Notable May 14, 2020