silk screened on soft, high quality bella + canvas fitted shirts. 100% cotton. mens and womens sizes available.
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Includes unlimited streaming of designer heartache.
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Want a CD but don't have a CD player? This package includes a portable CD player like the one you used to use on the bus to middle school every morning in the early 2000s. It also includes "designer heartache." on CD with cool full color photos taken by our friend Viktor at the Los Padres National Forest inside.
Includes unlimited streaming of designer heartache.
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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lyrics
opening scene: there are cups on the table, and music bleeds out of a shitty tv.
you lie on the couch wrapped in pieces of starlight, impossibly glowing—an omen that i couldn't see.
slowly we fade to a day in the tropics, the sound of your Voice singing soft through the wires.
your words tumble out and stand still for a decade; my answer still rings somewhere deep in the back of my head.
it's that time of year where dreams start falling down, and all you had to do was try not to jump.
haunted mistletoe; the movie stops, but we all know how it ends, and we watch it anyway.
it's just that time of year.
view of the world from the back of a towncar: our heroes are safe from the worst of the storm.
A Lingering shot of your face in the doorway—a silence that said so much more than our words Ever could.
flash forward to summer; we run down the street as we shine in dystopian spurs of the night.
you ask me to stay and i run through the alley; in hindsight, the single most pivotal scene of our lives.
fly overhead as we hike down the mountain; i tell you the truth and you stare at the ground.
Now you're sitting in thought as i sleep on the airplane… the Credits begin as we move from the gates to real life.
you say you want to stay the same, I wish that i could say that too…
it's clichés and carols, or it's frozen homes. it's designer heartache 'til you're all alone.
it's a bedtime story, of the darker german style;
And we could start all over but we all know how it ends.