Snow Cruncher - Jarrod Gorbel

Watch The Snow

Compile

The Ebb And Flow

Of Foot Traffic

The Powder Crushed And

Compact In Our Grip

I’ll Throw Some At You

And Laugh When I Miss

Retaliate With Better Precision

Cold Smacks The Side Of My Face

Way To Repay

Give Me Some

Affection

A Little Less

Aggression

No, Not Another Story

About Those That Came Before Me

No, Oh

Waited So

Patiently

For Everyone

Else To Leave

They’re Not Important

At Least Not To Me

I’m Not Anti-social

You Fulfill Those Needs

Names I Can’t Connect To Faces

Places I’d Rather Not Be

I’m Already Complete

It’s Not Your Fault

No, Not At All

I’m The Only One, Responsible

'Cause You’re So Well-adjusted

I’m A Hater With No Conscience

No, Oh

The Pain Of Glass

Three Inches Deep

Somehow Cracked

And The Door That Leads

To The Stairwell Of Your Old

Old Apartment

Fireflies Are Buzzing

Fluorescent Lights

Layers Peeled With Every Few Steps

Beads Of Sweat Drip Down My Neck

I’m A Nervous Wreck

Why Are You Always Depressed?

Does Everything Make You This Stressed?

Why Are You Always Drowning?

It’s The Same Sea That Surrounds Us

No, Oh

Now Give Me Some

Affection

A Little Less

Aggression

No, Not Another Story

About Those That Came Before Me

No, Oh