The sun's out but I'm not excited
Sick of love so unrequited
Can't make my soul feel brightened
Feel like I'm slowly dying
I sweat and cough and I'm wishing
For someone to start committing
To my various psychoses
I'm sick and sad and boring
The most common three shapes of my mouth make out "I'm sorry"
I am the international champion of regretting
My bones are brittle and my loneliness is crippling
I am a slave to pure vitriolic seething
The town's hotter but I'm still chilling
Trying to find something fulfilling
Find comfort in hard bleeding
Unstable sans careening
Fight hard to just stay happy
Enjoyment's what I'm lacking
Each statement I'm retracting
In fear of vulgar shedding
The most common three shapes of my mouth make out "I'm sorry"
I am the international champion of regretting
My bones are brittle and my loneliness is crippling
I am a slave to pure vitriolic seething
I'm tired but never sleeping
Love's not what I'm receiving
Dead flies stuck to the ceiling
Can't seem to shake this feeling
Stricken with tested patience
Questioning aspirations
Just want some new relations
But I have my reservations
The most common three shapes of my mouth make out "I'm sorry"
I am the international champion of regretting
My bones are brittle and my loneliness is crippling
I am a slave to pure vitriolic seething
The second EP from Northern Irish singer-songwriter Bea Stewart runs from gentle folk to pillowy pop ballads, all perfectly executed. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 15, 2024
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