More songs by Ethel Cain
Description
The train departs, the flowers wilt, and the same noise remains in my head - as if rusty rails are scraping against my temples. Here, despair sounds honest, without pretense: adolescent naivety that knows too much about death but still believes that someone can save it.
The words seem to be woven from acid and dreams, where sleep does not come, and reality drags on like an endless queue. A chain on the lungs, a tremor in the voice, a muffled “take me home” - and in this cry not only about pain, but also about the thirst for warmth.
A dark confession about what it's like to be too alive for death and too tired for life.
Authors: Hayden Anhedonia and Angel Diaz
Producer: Hayden Anhedonia
Mixing: Hayden Anhedonia
Atmos mixing: Prash “Engine-Earz” Mistry and Lavar Bullard
Mastering: Matthew Tomasi
Instruments:
Synthesizers, bass guitar, piano - Hayden Anhedonia
Lapsteel, baritone guitar, electric piano, vocals - Angel Diaz
Drums, electric guitar - Matthew Tomasi
Visualizer filmed and edited by Hayden Anhedonia