And I would cut my brain out
And place it on a stick to show
The world I have nothing to lose
Nothing to fear, nowhere to go
Just fly me away
And I would rip my heart out
Spill my guts all over the floor
Just to show you that I’m a real person
That I can care, that I can love
Just don’t go away
Nothing is real anymore
Nothing matters anymore
And if I cut off my legs
I’d never walk ever again
Crippled and crawling toward your glamorous gaze
I’d never catch you, I’m dead from the start
Now rot in my grave
Nothing is real anymore
Nothing matters anymore
I am just flesh on a sphere
I am just bone in a body
Anna Arobas makes intricate, otherworldly folk-pop with delicate, glacial arrangements but a howl of heartbreak at the center. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 11, 2022