1. |
Bitter Shine
04:30
|
|
||
Heap, what's this looks out from underneath
I don't know.
Neat, What's the difference you can't keep it this way
I don't know.
Stern, though the rules are not what you have learned
You can't know
I can't take the winter sun.
Claw back into the bitter shine, son.
Flesh, out the guts of this shame you hold so dear
Starts to show.
Clash, with the sense of self you think makes you so great
Mask gets cold.
I can't take the winter sun.
Claw back into the bitter shine, son.
|
||||
2. |
|
|||
3. |
|
|||
4. |
|
|||
5. |
|
|||
6. |
|
|||
7. |
|
|||
8. |
|
|||
9. |
|
|||
10. |
|
|||
11. |
|
|||
12. |
|
GRIM17 Derry, UK
I’m GRIM17, like my sixteen forefathers before me. I thought I was hot shit a while back, with written accolades and
TV/radio appearances. Those very early stages of a "career" seemed like a great time to take a half decade break.
I say "break"; it was mostly depression and substance abuse.
I'm back with LOADS of music over the last few years now, though!
... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like GRIM17, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp