Thirty seconds into this I catch my face in the glass over the picture on the wall in front of me, and for the rest of the track I just sit there and watch my reflection completely frozen, and I’m stuck there because it’s this new face I haven’t actually seen before - it actually communicates that I feel like a penny on the ground in front of a billionaire and that my body is scared and tired.
Kind of doesn’t feel like I can listen to things like this anymore, like their place in my life has been kind of lost.
