I got a lullaby and I’ll say it to your face but I’m gonna shout it
It goes 1,2,3,4 get the fuck out of my face
And if you disagree, well I doubt it
There are so many ways to count your blessings just leave me out of your head count
If there’s anything you’re feeling remise
I guess just kiss it away
There are so many things I think you take for granted
You think that I take every single day
But when you add it up my minutes they are accounted
I’m getting by by getting shitfaced
There are so many things that I do not ever say
But it is all just because I do not think it’s ok
And if you keep on pushing it in my face
You’re gonna see that there are things that just don’t go away
There are so many days that don’t count as tomorrow
But you keep talking about how every day counts
If you’re not risking it all then I can’t believe in how you doubt
I would like to burn it all down
But mainly I would like to kiss your face
It’s not about being right it’s just about saying thanks
I would like to call you tomorrow
I would like to take you out
I would like to put aside our differences
And I would like for us to not shout
I would love for us to not shout
I know what day your birthday is
I know your favorite color is blue
I know that you do not like mayonnaise
I know everything about you
Your are my best friend
I think that you got it wrong
You think that we didn’t
A stoner-rock opera with dystopian themes, the Italian band's third LP fuses apocalyptic fury with psychedelic splendor. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 29, 2023