How you colour up my eyes
How you swallow all the lies
How you know to cut right through
How they want to cut you too
How they comb your smile all while the fuse inches fast
How they fear the game that they've played now that you're in the past
And the stillness you've held, yeah
The stretch when you bridge out the gap
What do you think it means
When I mean to put my foot in the trap?
There's a tiger haunting me
Did he come to cut me free
There's a tiger wanting me
Did he scare you all away?
How you slink, yeah, you think to move
Even death is just a breath in your room, in your groove
You burn my soul out and I'm who they blame
Mark my words I'm going to do it again
fuck the pain
How you storm the mind, I could find at a million degrees
How we climb all while that we know that they're burning down the tree
But they're gone anyhow, what was that you were trying to say?
Right, you were whispering, you want me to blow them all away
There's a tiger haunting me
Did he come to cut me free
There's a tiger wanting me
Did he scare you all away
With their blend of playfulness and graduate-level instrumentation, Dorcha deftly prove that improvisational zeal and conservatory-level precision aren't mutually exclusive. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 16, 2020
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