Trap myself a little piece of darkness
A thing to call my own
It’s warm and furry on the inside
The world so overblown
Cover up in sheets of comfort
Time passes irrespective
The smoky glass backscatter
Inner thoughts are reflective
I’m not drowning
I’m just where I should be
I look at you astounding
You’ll be fine without me
Looking out at the crowds of people
All the masses their eyes are watching
The sound of my words is feeble
All the masses of souls are touching
Waiting on me to stumble
All the masses their eyes are waiting
Should I speak or should I mumble
All the masses focus fading
I can come out and speak my mind
More logic for the void
Discourse formatted for the unkempt
More pitfalls to avoid
Should I gamble on the lowbrow
Prick my finger watch them laugh
Impotent critics on the lookout
Blame it on their better half
Looking out at the crowds of people
All the masses their eyes are watching
The sound of my words is feeble
All the masses of souls are touching
Waiting on me to stumble
All the masses their eyes are waiting
Should I speak or should I mumble
All the masses focus fading
All the masses focus fading
All the masses focus fading
The latest chapter in an ongoing electronic homage to "Freespace," a beloved space shooter video game series from the ’90s and ‘00s. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 2, 2021
UK producer Sunbane's latest LP, moody electronic music with an experimental pop heart, was made from a place of intense personal struggle. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 6, 2020