Airbrush the blemish
Blot out the sun
This age of perfection
Is holding a gun
To my head
When I see your face
It makes me want to hide
From my own judgement
From everyone else’s eyes
I am imperfect
So are you
This album fucks as hard as dripping and magic but imo feels the most personal and emotional release of the three. It’s weird and frantic but hits
this really interesting balance.
jude