LIVE GALLERY: HEALTH, Gost & Zetra at Electric Brixton, London
I pretended to be like you.
I pretended to be like you.
We merge and melt as one, our skin everlong.
I scorch the skies before your very eyes.
Pluck them from the earth like glittering eyes.
Would you follow me into the black?
Rotting in a vile grave was the only way.
I’ll run into the riptide any time you want me there.
“I always had more fun saying yes than no.”
Pick a side. Hang on. Love.