Chelsea, I can still see his face
I remember what he was wearing and the ceramic tiles
You saw me as I entered the hallway
Cos you scurried up the stairs like a pack of Rats
The coats, in the hallway, are all stacking high
But in the bathroom its you I find
The windows are all steaming up
I'm standing there at sixteen staring straight at you
How, can someone, have such a hold on me for all these years?
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024