Backing track is "Thortober Ave" from THE ADOLF NOMURA DISTRICT by Adolf Nomura
lyrics
One, two, three, four, let me find a bottle more
It's useless like a nuisance that I even try to stride for more
I'm on the floor, wishing somehow you'd come through the door
Like a ghost or an apparition
See? You're all I'm missing.
Why why why why do I try to lock eyes
It's just no sur-prise
That I'm not your guy
Can't cry or even shed a tear
Blanking out like I'm not here
Full of beer, but ain't got no life tho
It's black and white, like my name is Michael
Can't forget you even if time goes
Even if I try to
Four, three, two, one, popping shit like I'm a loaded gun
Giving out myself like I'm Oprah's son
And I'm fun as fuck but you just don't know it
Like an itch that's in my brain,
Mood change like it's gonna rain
Full of pain, there he goes again
Laying tracks down like he fucking trains
So insane, and a bit depressed, shit...
No more feeling like I can't live with you
No more thinking that I did it to myself
But why do I try to avoid you, it's just to
Help me visualize that I did this to myself
and...
If you’re mad for young guitar bands like Momma and Feeble Little Horse, L.A. four-piece Rocket are sure to hit your alt rock sweet spot. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2023