i guess i got just what i wanted and all i wanted was a glance

Lollapalooza Edition
Artist- Fences
Song of the day- Girls with accents

Perhaps because I'm still on chicago time and it's 2:30am to me, but today's band, which I just started researching 10min ago, seems like if Taylor Swift was an indie rocker man with lots of tattoos but the same emotional need to gossip about her youthful feelings. It feels almost too personal, somewhat naive, yet intriguing snippets of one's life set to a catchy rhythm that before I know it I secretly enjoy but don't know why. So if you're in need of some grungier adolescent (not so much emo as feelings-esque) rock, give it a try.



i guess i got just what i wanted
and all i wanted was a glance
when you pass me in the hallways
on your way to your next class

i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything
i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything

guess i got just what i wanted
we're both alone at my dad's house
and now's my chance to finally kiss you
but i got drunk and i passed out

i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything
i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything

i guess i got just what i wanted
a pretty girl to live with me
and split the rent right down the middle
and all i wanna do is be

i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything
i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything
i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything
i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up, i'm fucking up everything