Honey light a cigarette
Between your eyes there's nothing left
I couldn't be a better liar
Drink me whole and set me free
Our dreams are left unspoken
In our minds like dripping tears
The fog is coming down on me
The fog is coming down
On everything we used to know now i'm done
The feel of loss still burns inside
The eternal fight to see who's right
You see i'm not into it
Not anymore
I'm not anymore
Into your eyes
Your eyes, your lies
How about a cigarette?
Between your eyes there's nothing left
I could have been a better liar
Smooth, sophisticated pop with neoclassical flourishes from the Berlin-based duo of Fabian Till and Birk Buttcherey. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024