must be accident prone
the way i break every bone i can’t help it
oh yeah i’m accident prone
how my head's in the cone i can’t help it
sure, been ice cream all day
that sugar had me shaken
didn't know i could lick the wrong way
some selfish sunlight i've mistaken, for
i fell out the door and into your chest
you cut to the core you cut up the mess and
you’re so enchanting i’m chanting your name
you’ve got me panting and begging to be
yeah i’m accident prone
when you're shoving your snout right up in it
oh yeah i'm accident prone
what you're shoving mine in it won't finish
i fell asleep
standing up
got so caught in dreaming
small talk is cheap
it's not enough
buys no time for screaming
i ran out the door and to a new chest
who cuts to the core and cuts up the mess and
you’re so enchanting i’m chanting your name and
you’ve got me panting and begging to be maimed
This Calgary group makes goth-y post-punk attired in the brightly colorful arrangements of bleep-boop synthesized psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 3, 2024