Hit by arrows, Falling down
There's no more running, No one's around
No Fight, no flight, no nothing
Careening to the ground
Hit by arrows and falling down
There's no more running
No fight, no flight, no nothing
In the tall grass, there's no one around
We fall alone, we are alone
Grounded, flightless, a sinking sound
If I'm going to die here then kill me now
No fight, no flight, no nothing
No hope to be found
Grounded, flightless, a sinking sound
If I'm going to die here then kill me now
No fight, no flight, no nothing
They're shooting faster everyday
But we are strong so it's okay
We are braves, we are brave, we are brave souls
If you've still got a gas station jacket hanging in your closet, you may love the '90s Olympia punk churn of Soggy Creep. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 10, 2017