patience now - mary took a couple months to figure out / the difference between what became her normal way / and certain things she said that were just things to say / all so he would never notice that her heart’s in hiding - soon he saw the writing on the wall / tell me now / mary bury me under the town we called our home / don’t come back is all i ask / the same place she kept her silence / is where she prays her violence - won’t leave her alone / but the guilt’s her own / and now she’s reaching, pleading, needing / those gentle april evenings that she came to vacate / over many long nights they held tight while she lied with busy hands behind / those hands are dripping blood tonight… / mary bury me under the town we called our home / don’t come back is all that i ask / she’s folded her hands / her eyes are closed / she’s just a picture of pain clutching a funeral rose / memories reigning over / mary’s praying over me / mary bury me under the town we called our home / don’t come back is all that i ask / mary bury me under the town we called our home / let me go - tell me now.
Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022
On their self-titled debut, Pkew Pkew Pkew deliver roaring, in-the-red, gang-shouted rock songs about pizza, beer, and...pizza and beer. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jul 29, 2016