I'm not a star
It doesn't matter who you are
'Cause I've got a sign
To compel that party line
& I'll be around
To tear that power down
For we compose our paradise
Even so we've been
Found to be bound to the bold
You can't inflame the soul with composure
Or bleed it for the betterment
Of the design
Don't weaken love
With reverie
Oh here we go
Stand aside
Free control
Leave me out of my mind
You won't kindle that flame with
Shame on your shoulder
Or save them from the bitterness
Of the decline
Don't feed your foe
Clemency
You're still as stone
Petrified
Free control
Leave me out of my mind
Leave me alone
To burn my flesh to bone
For we compose our paradise
Free control
Leave me out of my mind
If you’re mad for young guitar bands like Momma and Feeble Little Horse, L.A. four-piece Rocket are sure to hit your alt rock sweet spot. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2023