if you stepped foreword, you'd be breaking your word to your boy. you'd own one juicy secret. you'll reach my floor; approach my door and you'll feel so dirty.
Scratching on my key, i hear you. I'm catching your vibe, and i feel you slip in so cool; black shades, a trench coat and tall heels.
lean over while keeping your eyes foreword; I'm not your boy. I'm closer and feel love through your shoulders, but I'm not yours.
A darker and more expansive album for an already dark and expansive band. You & I is the aural equivalent of moving through the depths of an empty forest at midnight thrownofan
Been following Somos for many years, feeling that they had an opus in them...well, here it is. Driving pop-punk sensibilities lend an upbeat tone in contrast to the grim lyrical proceedings, and they absolutely pull it off. Evocative music that's been on repeat for me all month long. RIP, Phil PaintedDogs