Dirt Under My Tongue Like Nails
Christopher Blue - Mandrake (mp3): And this song is the hour after I shred my toenails on the edge of your words. This is the plodding desperation clothed in a Thom Yorke impression that bled at first but ached for days. The red emotion is bandaged in tight structure and gradually squeaking out the sides. He tells what makes me want to protect you at all cost. A healthy paranoia, a familiar hallucination, a beloved wound.
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