I built your ribs
And broke your limbs
And prayed the sun
would never find you
Felt the stick
As sewed your lips
Fed rotten meat
Just to remind you
If you touch me again
I will take your fucking hands
If you touch me again
Touch me again
If you touch me again
I will take your fucking hands
If you touch me again
Ah, touch me again
Slide me out of my skin
And prop me up at the table
To watch you starve on
Fingernails and fallen hairs
Beg me to let you in
And we're a thousand miles
To the center
Withdrawing from
The worst you wear
If you come round again
I will take to my own hands
If you come round again
Come back again
If you come round again
I will take to my own hands
If you come round again
Don't come again
If you touch me again
I will take your fucking hands
If you touch me again
Touch me again
If you touch me again
I will take your fucking hands
If you touch me again
Ah, touch me again
An incredible release from one of the most prolific and talented musicians and songwriters of our time! The sonic range and narrative of this album brings 'The Parts I Dread' on repeat on my listening rotations and leaves openness to the possibilities on what is next for this artist! Harim Jung
pigeon pit as a band has single-handedly changed my life. no other band has had me elated and crying my heart out so much at the same time. seeing them live may have changed me as a person. so much love <3 exodus_of_angels
Subsonic Eye combines math rock, dream pop, and guitar sounds borrowed from post-rock for songs that whirl and flurry, but never quite settle. Bandcamp Album of the Day Sep 15, 2023