You are razor blade upon my face
You are abrasive, you are a scrape
Of the hair leaving my skin
Leaving me feeling akin to every bad thought that's left my brain
And when you say that I should just calm down
I know you're only trying to help
They say it is blasphemy, the way I feel
They say it is nothing more than a passing feeling and it
Isn't even real
They say it's a travesty, to be a little down and
I'm so tired of getting stuck inside this nowhere-going town and you know
When you tell me I just gotta calm down
I know that you're just trying to help
It's a fashion statement to be ok
To drink until your dead and dirty in the gutter day after miserable day
I am a pariah, in every sense of the word
And I keep counting days and hours and minutes and seconds until it's my turn and you know
When you tell me I just gotta calm down
I know that you're just trying to help
Babehoven returns with another record of indie folk songs about love, connection, and the fragility of human relationships. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 24, 2024