ffo: Have A Nice Life, Brand New, Sunny Day Real Estate New standalone single not attached to any upcoming release, but may be in the future. — This song was written to jump between mindsets of "Tex" Watson [The Manson family right hand man who lead the killings of Tate-LaBianca Murders on Charles Manson's orders] at two distinct points in his life—the dishonest man now and the cold brutalist then. — Lyrics are on the Bandcamp link and down below. — God wants yours and mine So knock on wood For a sweet aerosol breeze In our European skies Don’t spit up on the linen Finally got it dry So much as a stain And its the wheel or the pike Yeah, I’m feeling guilty I swear I really tried In light, from the candle looming My Saturn surprise Fur for dinner Piss for wine Belly bloat Fork and knife You know I get mine His test In a fever Kin bundled up tight Give into holy hunger Leave in the night God wants you divine So knock on wood Earn a marked site With an inspiring line Don’t go saying I was staying Please don’t fucking cry What an ugly, wet face Glad it ain’t mine No, I’m not guilty In truth, I never tried In light, from the moon looming Is it sewage or a water line Fur for dinner Piss for wine Belly bloat Fork and knife You know I get mine His test In a fever Kin bundled up tight Give into holy hunger Leave in the night Fur for dinner Piss for wine Belly bloat Fork and knife You know I get mine His test In a fever Kin bundled up tight Give into holy hunger Leave in the nightmore