Another evening, same as the last
Time wasted, holding my breath
Trying to impress a stranger
And avoiding the danger
Of slipping on the ice and breaking my neck
Another morning, same as the last
Another day spent muttering words
Under pretense of conversation
Under pretense of compassion
Maybe it's not so bad
Spring is coming soon
Another evening, same as the last
Time wasted, being alive
Trying to impress a stranger
And avoiding the danger
Of slipping on the ice and breaking my neck
Chicago indie rockers Nonagon evoke the glory days of ’90s basement shows, sandwiching catchy hooks between swathes of speaker-busting fuzz. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 3, 2021