Fiona Apple - Criminal
pack your fist full of hate, take a swing at the world.
these kids stick to themselves, carry angst in their words.
Toro Y Moi | Say That
My Iron Lung - Family Traits
“I want to hear you breathe without the influence of substances that change the way you think.”
Harness - Decline
Thought I was done suffocating in your fucking grasp,
but still I keep drifting back to where my reflection shows black.
•‿• Puritan- Widowspeak •‿•