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End of Sam​-​soon

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1.
eoss 01:30
2.
Video Cell 03:25
A half-life being Looking white around the edges She listens to the dialtones like a lullaby His hands are older He’s seeing pixels overlay her face So unaware of this distant behavior Eyes so sweet Just like T.V. A lack of habit Suits the newer version of your favorite face And isn’t it lonely? So walk an echo to bigger giants than I am Clean your nosebleed And take the swing Eyes so sweet Just like T.V. Trying to ignore it Forget the way it sounded Swallowed in the sunset If its digital love you want, Ive found it
3.
Rosewater 02:43
In the beginning You say you need me Now that you have me Yo’ll never let me down You say you don’t know how I want a thinner skin The world is soft again Rose water out the stem Instead of giving in Dusted sunlight dances over you Pieces slide away Im fading, too I want a thinner skin The world is soft again Rose water out the stem Instead of giving in In the beginning You say you need me Now that you have me You’ll never let me down
4.
Cemetery hands no longer touched Even when I speak, my hearings shushed We knew I could never be your crutch Even though at night you’d say as much Staring at a shower floor I couldn’t get her off my skin Her name soaked my throat for weeks He pretends you never happened The guilt it kills, its taken too I never thought to think of you Rolling thunder hardly knew her Bones of summer Look right through her Cemetery roses dry and stale Pearly stitches painted pink and pale Wash my marrow, cotton scented soap Sacred spirit in a winter coat Staring at a shower floor Couldn’t get her off my skin Her name soaked my throat for weeks He pretends you never happened The guilt it kills, its taken too I never thought to think of you Rolling thunder Hardly knew her Bones of summer Look right through her
5.
Blush 03:06
Ever love unrequited But who can its stop with the chemical spinning The rains sudden beating All slipping and screaming and scrambling to shelter The sweet summer swelter Will come again later The bottle is spinning in place of your hands on my face But I wish that my spin had spun further Heat rain howling, lightning hits Brush my leg, make something of it Soft blush sheets, the silk between the two I want you Padfoot on warm cement Lose everything to gain again Time hints I cant win I spin in the dark Hoping and handing out pieces, a part Of every lost letter left limp on your lips I resist Sweat down our backs running deeper to summer A teenage voice cracks and we race home to mother A bundle broken of oil and feathers The fever will swell in the heat of forever Heat rain howling, lightning hits Brush my leg, make something of it Soft blush sheets, the silk between the two I want you Padfoot on warm cement Lose everything to gain again Time hints I cant win
6.
Sam-soon 04:01
I dreamt your smile And its the hardest I have cried for a while Scum underneath The fingernails that bore into me Cos you’re electric The faucets running I don’t want you But I need something I tore you down Are the pictures I made still hanging now I know how you feel The lonelinessless memories aren’t real But you’re magnetic The charge is humming I don’t like you I just need something
7.
Shuteye 01:59
Middle night Half-lidded staring at a screen Sterile conversation of a waking dream And I said You’re worth my time Then I said You’re not my type I cant... so I said... but Im not... right? I cant... so I said... but Im not... right? Static legs Restless fighting for some sleep All this built up tension and I need release And I said You’re worth my time Then I said You’re not my type I cant... so I said... but Im not... right? I cant... so I said... but Im not... right? Middle night Half-lidded staring at a screen So I strain But I cant hear a thing
8.
Memory Wipe 02:06

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