At the bottom of the ocean
Hum your last prayer
You’ll never surface
You’ll never taste the air
The things I’ve promised
All of this will end
At the bottom of the ocean
The last thing you’ll see
Bouquets of yellow
Chrysanthemums set free
"Until you realize
It’s only in your
Head", yeah
(Only in your)
Head, yeah
It started with a motion
A sleight of the hand
But then you ended up a freezing
Body in the sand
The tide was way out
The sea was painted every shade of red
Red, yeah
(Every shade of)
Red, yeah
They’ll dredge an empty shore
They’ll say they always knew
But a current dragged me down
And never let go
Elements of post-punk, psychedelia, and noise sneak their way into these thoughtful, energetic tunes. One thing's for sure: these dudes know how to bring the ruckus. Goodbye Tiger