Bones
That fit like glue
Everybody turns their head when you’re around, they want a bit of you
But I know
You only want one thing
Then you hitch yourself to the first ride, right out of here
I’m left broke again
I told myself i won’t be that easily fooled
But you’ve got them bones
Skin, the bones inside your skin
Oh your skin have me second guessing
It’s enough to turn me to a sinner
Or leave me out at sea to sink
Lower and I should know better
This New Zealand group have a sweet glaze and an underlying toothiness that would have fit right in on mid-’90s alt-rock radio. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 1, 2019