The girl with misty eyes sitting by the fire staring at her house, petting her cat, holding in her hand a pair of eyeglasses, and wondering why she was never the one and, any way you're looking out, what matters is in a heart, and anyway you want to find, what counts is in a psyche, and anyway you want to see the mirror shows it all, and the way you decide, what matters is what is right, but the girl with misty eyes shuts up on it all the time; one day she will find but too late for the return, and the girl can never say she never had a chance and shut up on it all, all of the time(2x throughout); The girl with misty eyes sitting by the fire staring at her house, petting her cat, wondering why she was never the one.
Get dosed with stripped down hard rock that conceals a joyous heart beating beneath all those evil, relentless riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2018