I won't be one to hold it out
I'll just think of words I think I'll shout
My softest lie
is I'll be one who likes to show his pride
This whole time I've been fooled by wit
of witless fools who locked me on their tits
Like children run from something very small
I'm too scared to lift my legs at all
My softest lie
is I'll be one who likes to show his pride
I know that it hurts whenever he offers your name
it's all the same
I'll never be able to dwindle this odd cliche
so frank and sane
get over myself and tell you I feel so strange
and shoulder blame
I miss it I miss you and nothing has even changed
except for range x3
There’s a mighty cinematic sweep in the songs on the latest from Badlands, the big and imposing orchestration with dreamlike vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 27, 2022
Sweden's Catharina Jaunviksna, aka Badlands, creates gently glowing '80s-inspired pop - think of it as new wave in pastel rather than neon. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 2, 2021