you made me potato soup
or beefy noodles, depending on my mood
i still remember the smell of your shampoo
i’m already feeling i’ve had enough
seven decades but you haven’t given up
never cease to stun me how you do what you do
and what you’ve done
heaven await when you cross my love
sounds depressing but it’s not my love
you told me all my life i would be alright
so even if things are not, i’m gonna try
easy to worry, easy to think you might not…
…make sense
shirt on my head
long black hair
bra on my chest
you didn’t care
you smiled
you grabbed the camera
so i put on a show
standing there on the patio
bumfuck Ohio
Selena, on the radio
little gay boy, you’re a star
Freud would have a field day
easy to worry, easy to think you might not…
…make sense
you smiled
you grabbed the camera
so i put on a show
standing there on the patio
bumfuck Ohio
Selena, on the radio
little gay boy, you’re a star
Freud would have a field day
Freud would have a field day
Chicago’s NIIKA has made a record rich in nuance, drawing on soul, pop, jazz, and even folk to craft stunningly intricate songs. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2020