It's like I'm only here when I am asleep
And when I wake up I start counting sheep
I never went to school and I never grew up
I stayed in bed all day until I threw up
40 Oz later and I'm feeling sad
I died yesterday and my girlfriend is glad
I live underground at the cemetery
Right next to where all the babies are buried
And every so often I go for a walk
Looking for strangers that may want to talk
Huddled around the fire pit
Flashlight in his face just barely lit
He says do you wanna hear a scary story
counciler says just don't be gory
He says there once was a boy without a face
He disappeared from home without a trace
Now he wanders these woods all alone
And every so often he Let's out a moan
if you should see him you surely will die
And This stories true I would never lie
Listening close behind a tree
I slipped on a rock and they heard me
The campers turned around and started to scream
Everything went foggy just like a dream
I tried to say I didn't want to be alone
But the only thing that came out was a moan
Market, from Melbourne, fuse soul and chillwave on a wonderfully woozy song with rubbery guitars & breathy harmonies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 19, 2020
This compilation is a good cross-section of indie and lo-fi tunes from the community of the UK-based independent label. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2019