Cold Collective's song "I'm Sorry (Idiosyncrasy)" comes from their new album 'Weathervane' - Out now. Buy/stream at https://riserecords.lnk.to/weathervane

LYRICS
Flashback April 3-17
Stepping stone with a bottle and a phone
My halftone demons like a latchkey
Carjack thirty-seven sevens by 16:00

EST to PST
EDT won’t save me sleep
It’s high tide and i’m standing knee deep
Amnesiac lies by an absentee

Still you still stood by guarantee
Pulling sleep and pushing DMT
You still believed I could be free
Even at my worst third degree
Still you still stood by guarantee
Too brash to admit the echo I conceive
You still believed I could be free
Even at my worst third degree

Now lust upon a runaway
A nirvana, a runaway
Idiosyncrasy
I can make myself believe anything
Now lust upon a runaway
A nirvana, a runaway

Amnesiac lies by an absentee
Knapsack: nicotine, bottle green, guillotine
Smokestack skies Sunday be my marquee
Manifested schizophrenic solidarity
Delirious cries by a devotee
Bus to NYC to THC

***Once upon a time that echo was reality***
Blackjack, Cadillac hoodie, jet black jeans
When you were counterfeit
You “wouldn’t change a thing”
But did you save enough face to save space for me
Paranoiac
I spit some shit i couldn’t believe
You stayed and you breathed me to sleep
Nobody ever did that for me

#ColdCollective #Weathervane #ImSorry