And Sami, I am broken, I am numb, I'm here without you
For twenty-one long years I've never known what to do
But tonight I feel the moon glaring down at me
I'm sick of forcing myself to feel happy
If I could just see your face at all
I wouldn't want to blow my brains out onto the wall
And Sami, You're a Wiccan from Wisconsin
I'm a scumbag hibernating in shitty South Jersey
How is your boy? I hope you're both doing well
I'm trudging through miles of my own personal hell
Broken glass, and what seems like a dozen heart attacks
All my fault, but this is what happens when you live in the dark
And I'm sorry about writing this dumb fucking song
Just tell me that you hate it, and that this is wrong
And Sami, here I am, I'm feeling so fucking jaded
I feel like the world's against me and I'm hated
If I could crawl out of my memory filled basement
Maybe I just wouldn't feel so god damn cheated
And the past is knocking at my door
God damn you all
God damn you all
The lead singer of punk band Camp Cope ventures into romantic synth-pop territory, tempering slick arrangements with bare sentiment.
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