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zzz
02:07
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the need to be
anything, to feel
to breathe, to see
of course, of course
unrested sleep
stuck with sheep, to roam
alone, alone
of course, of course
eternity
sewn into bedsheets
lay with sheep
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2. |
the chickening
03:17
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hopelessly spent
perfectly content
reduced to a crawl
subservient mite
neglected and slighted
and that serves you right
joke’s on who?
funny you!
a victim, i!
so victimized!
rip out my spine
see what it’s like
who asks twice?
who asks nice!
let me make this clear
i’m insincere
i won’t be tricked
again
pitiful little girl
pathetic, disturbed
disheartened, reserved
prone to freeze when provoked
how fitting the trope of
deer caught in headlights
subconsciously
lured to be
docile and
controlled
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3. |
prime crier
03:45
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lost in suspicion
mangled cognition
you look and—
see exactly—
what did? you find?
i must be blind
embarrassed? defined?
a shame that—
binds
what i’d give to
get through to you
decay in dismay
shame to see the right way
you look and—
see exactly—
what would? you find?
i must be blind
by admission? defied?
a shame that binds
comfort in
reckoning
colloquy
obsolete
silencing, just and clean
infested, obsessed
at rest, at best
childhood lies and fantasies
again for the first time
bittersweet
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5. |
lucky cat sticker pack
03:22
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6. |
querida
05:18
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masacre de la dignidad
enloquecerse al no saber
que hacer
con vos, me quedo sin vos
me quedo sin voz
hace falta tu presencia
aunque todas
mis preguntas quedan sin
respuestas, que lastima
es que no tengo ganas
de mostrar mi cara
y que puta verguenza
quedar sin paciencia
a pesar de todo
a traves de lagrimas, sigo
adolescente naciente
de algo vale ser sufriente
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try again
for some reason i’m not falling for it
eat shit, the mind games get boring
well now i know
to
put on a
show
try again
i’ll entertain it for just a moment
devoid of care and of emotion
but now i
know
to
put on a
show
you fucked me, you fucked me
and now you’ll own me
you fucked me, please love me
please, please have mercy
help, help, help, fuck
my body is ruined
your scent runs through it
aching cavities
penchant for agony
run, run, run, fuck
drugged but coping
how annoying
even then you’re still
somehow below me
i dream of you
since you bled
on the bedsheets you
tucked remembrance in
try again
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genre alchemy for queer outcasts
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