my fingers through,
I can feel you to
I don't to fall
in love with you
nonsensical,
it's not the same
I don't want to feel a pain
it's not your fault
it's my own thoughts
if I love you back, I don't think i will
then hold me through
till my windshields break
was it all just feels
or were they, fake
"Flower Of Life" yanks riot grrrl south through the unmistakable garage psych sound indispensable to the last 20-odd years of rock music out of Los Angeles. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 2, 2023