with the help of Devalin & Rhi from Placeholder Records, we're finally going to have some form of physical merch (woohoo!!)
this is just simply the full album on cassette! no funny business! (perhaps we may give kisses to the cassettes before we ship them or include cute notes but, alas..)
Includes unlimited streaming of Wasted Years Together
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Sold Out
about
What was, and what will be. We're still only kids.
lyrics
There was a fire hall off 116th,
Housed the arts since before me.
Now it's a gravel field with machinery,
To build some condos emphasizing luxury.
I used to skate behind the city hall,
With my soon to be lover,
I used to gush about her all the time,
To my sister who used to be a brother.
We don't skate too much anymore,
Now we're working all the time,
I'm so scared we might just drift apart,
I've been giving, you've been taking.
This is the price of growing old,
This is the pain of losing all we had,
And you wonder why,
We never had faith in the first place.
I think of the days gone by,
Small town ghosts in a parking lot,
Urban decay in a boomer town,
The kids who were born here are all gone,
The mainland is starting to sink,
Everyone's packed and heading east,
The kids don't know where to go in a sea of flooded homes,
But they were empty anyway,
So we can let them all just float away,
A tsunami of what's there and what was,
You gave us nothing, just fucking take it all,
Just take it.
This is the price of growing old,
This is the pain of losing all we had,
And you wonder why,
We never had faith in the first place.