room with no corners
debut transmission
Room With No Corners
ultra depressing but beautiful bedroom art-pop
A quiet, anxious signal from a small room where ceilings hum, posters blur to outlines and coffee stains turn into constellations. A fragile high voice trying to stay awake inside its own echo.
Room with No Corners is out now.
inside the room
fragments · lyrics
Alone New Yorker writes like someone recording the hum of the walls, turning bus brakes into choirs and fridge noise into proof that he is still here. The room is almost empty. The sound is not.
I turned the ceiling into headphones
Let the plaster hum in grey
There’s a cup of cold black coffee
Growing constellations on the glass
In this room with no corners
Every thought just spins and sings
If the world forgets my body
It will still remember sound
from “Room With No Corners”
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songs · previews
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