The powder-blue case I got him for his birthday:
I drew a wizard on it, we were 19 and I loved him.
In a fit of rage, he smashed it through my windshield.
He jumped out of the window and bolted through the
Litchfield midnight.
The fog was swallowing him.
I ran for hours, sleeping ‘millionaire atrocities.’
“Girl, you’re the problem.
Our son’s extraordinary.
We gave him everything.”
And the toothpaste has his name printed on it.
He squeezes from the bottom.
Bahamas: they got drunk,
her silence was golden.
He took without asking,
Floridian peach king.
He swam in a trust fund,
I waited for hours.
Took me without telling,
Connecticut fish scale.
“Sorry girlie,
I have to drop this show
super-last minute
because of personal problems.
(and that problem is you).”
And the t-shirt says to kill your local Donald.
They don’t mean it when he’s got that good shit,
he’s got that big stack, he’s got that good shit,
Connecticut fishscale, he’s got that basement,
Connecticut fishscale, he’s got that good shit,
Connecticut:
There’s always a knockout, but never an answer.
There’s always a scandal, but never an answer.
There’s always a hit list,
there’s always a set list,
...there’s always a mosh pit.
credits
from Cole Gate,
released March 13, 2018
Recorded by Night Camp
Guitars, drum machine, and vocals by Glambat (Emily Rose Alderman)
Written by Emily Rose Alderman.
supported by 4 fans who also own “Cole Gate (demo)”
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