D:We are wordless on the station steps
So I think of noise to fill the air between us
I miss the feeling of you sometimes, but I've made my choice
I'm back to lonely days when you start speaking of your newest lover
I feel fourteen like the world is new and I could almost touch that something if I wasn't scared of girls
L: Hey I think that's unfair as I'm a girl yet you're not scared of me
You see me pretty often coming round for tea or movies even though we're not together
D: Well it's different as just friends
And now we're certainly just friends since Peter came to stick himself into your bedroom
I want to suck on your shoulder with a muscle disorder
And you would hold me upright
And you would hold me together
L: When you start to cry about your loneliness like you're the first
Remember when you met me at the show you had your friends
I was there to see my brother who had vanished
I went out, it's easier to act like I'm just waiting for a friend
Not appearing as I feel, like I have never learned to talk
D: I find it hard to believe that you have a problem speaking in a group of people
If you have a problem it must be that you get boys approaching you too often and they're boring
When I saw you I had to speak to you
You're so attractive in your flower dress
And cool when we began to laugh at strangers
I should have told you then that you could be my only friend that mattered
I want to suck on your shoulder with a muscle disorder
And you would hold me upright
And you would hold me together
L: Are you stupid or are you sarcastic?
Are you saying that for all these months you've wanted us to get back to some sort of romance?
D: Well it's not as simple as that sentence, but I guess
I realised how much I missed you when you said you couldn't come
You were on a coffee date with Peter
Each time I thought about I felt worse because I knew that it was too late
L: It's not too late
I want to suck on your shoulder with a muscle disorder
And you would hold me upright
And you would hold me together
And I would collapse down your body
My ears would bend back on your belt loops
And you would hold me upright
And you would hold me together
The Aztecs is an opulant 80Hz migraine paroxysm caught in the Mount Victoria/Mount Pleasant flux. It's a finger-printed Double-Down wrapper. 'Try it'. Wet Wings
The Australian folk-pop singer tackles deconstruction, her Christian childhood, and sexuality on her infectious sophomore album. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 14, 2023