Cannot move my feet
They’re stuck on the ground
Only strangers around me
They all seem to be fine
Another breath of smoke
Another guilty feeling
Envy those around me, ignore the ones up front
I can never see the bright side
How can you not leave me behind?
Stop replying to your questions
Why can’t I tell the truth?
I regret ever leaving
Hope you don’t feel that too
I’ll try to hide in plain sight
I hope that no one sees me
I can never see the bright side
How can you not leave me behind?
L.A.'s Smokescreens recall the moment when post-punk transformed into indie pop on their David Kilgour-produced full-length. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 3, 2020