In my room
I don’t think I will ever go outside
Every time I do you know I start to cry
In my house
I don’t think that I’m ever going to leave
Every time I do you know I start to bleed
You closed your eyes and turned away
There was nothing you could say
You see I’m just a little cold
And I need someone to hold
In your bed
Lonely as the clock keeps ticking down
You lay and fade away ‘til you cannot be found
In your room
I sneak up to your gate and watch you cry
It just occurred to me one day we’re going to die
What are we afraid to say?
You and I are both the same
So if you feel a little cold
And you need someone to hold
Come to me
In my room
Last night I tried to call you on the phone
Hung up before it rang
A true hidden treasure of a song writer. This gent has been capturing songs in demo form on old tape recorders since the 80s. . . and he's still capturing his magic sounds in his secret basement. Damien Youth
Blood Relative is Publicist's latest post-punk salvo from the Forgive Yourself LP, steered by Zachary Lipez's unnerving baritone. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 17, 2015