Obsession, depression, decompression, aroused.
Put me in the paint mixer; I'll blend for a while.
further stirring could prevent future separations for good.
...and I'd like, and I'd wish to, and I'd hope, I'm willing to make...
You were feeling sad when I was not around.
Someone help before I go to sleep in the ground.
We were having fun in my lucidity:
a false maintaining of what felt like you and me.
...and I want, and you can't, and you're tired, and I'm not ready for change...
...and I'm ready to start,
but all my organs can think about is their comrade,
the broken heart.
UK producer Wulls delivers a 13-track love letter to the bleep music of the early ’90s, interspersed with elements of dub and trip-hop. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 10, 2021