What's that sound in your head?
Did they slip you a pill?
Trade your water and bread
For red wine and a meal
Can you feel it?
You know it's coming for ya
Slowly creepin'
New York to California
You were young, wide eyed
Wanted money and love
Signed the line, took the cut
Guess too much is enough
Can you feel it
You know it's coming for ya
When you're sleepin'
New York and California
Baby, you're in too deep
Blank page - can't breathe
Dead deadline dreams
Now you know something's wrong
But the doctor's all smiles
And that sound in your head
Plays the rest of your life
Now you feel it
You know they're coming for ya
Slowly creepin'
New York to California
Baby, you're in too deep
Blank page - no lines
Red eyes, blue cheeks
All colors go
Black hearts, no soul
Get up - no sleep
Dead deadline dreams
Don't you pretend you're not complicit with this modern business
We tear you up and spit you out but all with your permission
Nobody's innocent you could've kept a life worth living
But in the end you wanted in - now get and be forgiven
Now you feel it
You know they're coming for ya
Slowly creepin'
New York to California
And you need it
You know they're coming for ya
Ears are bleeding
New York and California
Grizzly Bear’s classic debut gets a 15th anniversary vinyl reissue, with a digital companion featuring a bevy of remixes. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 12, 2020