I ditched my apple on Romasco Lane
Never to be seen again
I was asking for a friend in you
You walked right through me in the pouring rain
Rusty, stoned, and anxious
A baron sidewalk to the misty core
You could have left me on the floor
Never knowing and going back for more
A fallen tribute to the underground
Winos, winos
You might think you are falling
That feeling of mass appeal
It only seems less for real
I ditched my apple on Romasco Lane
I shot my mouth off and I’d do it again
A water world divides the ocean again
Blood Cultures use layers of synths, guitars, vocals, and beats to create an enthralling atmosphere; sometimes sweet, sometimes sinister. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2021