good morning laser eye and specific birds
can't you hear me knocking on your door
i know a place we're not supposed to go
they say it's cursed but what do they know
toxic waste and satanic acid trips, i bet it's beautiful and they want it for themselves
i bet there are honey meadows and trees to hide in if the summer rain starts falling
i;ll say marry me beneath the tumor tree, i think you're beautiful and i want you for my own
we'll walk home hand in hand, and we won't tell our friends
the cursed forest is our place alone
good morning laser eye and specific birds
why can't you hear me knocking on your door
Trippy psych-pop from the Madrid-based artist Yani Martinelli, available on a cassette that comes with “a small surprise.” Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 22, 2019