|Vocals, Guitar:||Barry Johnson|
No demand. No california. No one to find and bore you to tears. It took me years. No decay. No “stay the same to some” No “I’ll show you! Sure!” You make me dumb. As dumb as a fucking piece of chalk on the summer sidewalk. In the summer sun. When you were young. You make me dumb. Saw a man. I saw a mountain. Want you around the fountain for real. It’s no big deal. How to change your name and still get paid. Just wait, it’s great, you make me paint my fucked up feelings for everyone on the summer sidewalk. In the summer sun. When you were young. You make me dumb.
Songs From Northern Torrance, the latest album from acclaimed California-based four-piece Joyce Manor is available now. The 10-track compilation is a collection of early material ...