I lie down
Below your drink ad I lie down
Right next my vomit
I had your hair cut Some junk of mine Food, indi clothes From where you come
I was born here In this poor crap Learning to sleep To fall
Inhale
To live like you
Along my garbage Side by side
Look at me
I'm here
I'm the indi man Reading junk press News of the ego Slepping all day Drinking at night
Look at your heart I'm just right here Look inside of you You are me
I am you
Just in front of you
Lying down
Gentleman style
With my canne et mon pommeau You smell like shit
I smell like you
Like a fake
Dismiss my senses
I lie down
Below your drink ad I lie down
Right next my vomit
I had your hair cut Some junk of mine Food, indi clothes From where you come
This imaginative release from Monty Cime blends Latin folk music and experimental noise for a sense of surreal nostalgia. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 30, 2023