Some days I am ceasar
Some days I am Christ
Some days St. Theresa
Some days I play nice
And some days
I am a mother fucking werewolf
I am a cannibal who eats himself alive
So if you see me tonight on the floor or the ceiling
It depends how I'm feeling maybe you'll take me home
And I'll climb your mountain, and build a castle around it
But I'll bring my silver bullets just in case
Some days you are Elvis
Some days Joan of Arc
Some nights hallelujah
and some just break your heart
And some days
You are a mother fucking werewolf
You are medusa with napalm in your eyes
So if I see you tonight on the floor or the ceiling
It depends how your feeling maybe I'll take you home
Maybe we'll slow dance or build a fort on my big bed
But I'm bringing my silver bullets just in case
While I was casting demons out of you
You were casting demons out of me
And now I think it's best we let it be
Because I am a werewolf
and you are a werewolf
and you are a werewolf
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Memories and Comeback Kid were my first introduction to this band. From then on - I've always gone to the Midnight for easy listening. Waiting for a bus - Standing in line - Going grocery shopping and pretty much everywhere and anywhere. You can listen to this track over and over again and I feel like it doesn't get old. solstra
“Write The Soil Lighter” is full of beguilingly mysterious folk-adjacent music, shrouded in shadow and atmospherics. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 30, 2023