Favorite lyrics: I hear it coming, it sounds like a hurricane. In the lungs of the sun, where a breath weighs a ton.
If this song is a hurricane, we seriously would run the hell outside every time it got windy. The lead singer has his own unique tone, on the raspy edge of destruction and lullaby, and the music nags and tugs at you until you give in; it's like it's trying to purposely rile you up and get under your skin. This particular hurricane is a storm you want to be perpetually lost in.
Glitter Pox rating: 79% contagious
Hope you catch it,
The Glitter Pox
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