“You're a brother to me You're my partner in crime You're the feeling I get When I'm feeling fine”— Phoebe Bridgers, open.spotify.com
“I saw your boyfriend at the port authority It's a sort of fucked up place Well so I averted my stride on a quick one He's coming back from going over to your place, huh?”— Pinegrove, open.spotify.com
“Your silver tongue it masks your hungry hate While your haggard heart whispers through its cracking cage You still can change, you have to know, you still can change I know, I know, for now I wanna be this way”— Kevin Devine, open.spotify.com
“Atlas had those shoulders, we've got Ambien and Jameson's and blow To bind us in a bubble and keep the newsprint nightmare distant and remote”— Kevin Devine, open.spotify.com
“It's the same dollar draft, The same whiskey words, The same hanging heart, and the same old scorched earth. We're further and further away from the truth.”— Kevin Devine, open.spotify.com
“Just when I thought I had this pattern sorted out Apparently my ventricles are full of doubt, now Nah things go wrong sometimes Don't let it freak you out But if I don’t have you by me then I’ll go underground”— Pinegrove, open.spotify.com
“But when I thought I was getting better I woke up on the ground An appointment or disappointment I set back, oh, another comedown”— Pinegrove, open.spotify.com