Milo Tin

by Tiny Little Houses

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you're sick of the suburbs,
you tell me all the time,
and i guess,
we got so complacent,
you've got it in your mind,
dreaming as your globes and maps all spin
i don't wanna be your cultural cringe

don't you miss the summer,
we were happy then
and i know
that i craved your affection
or at least you were still nice enough to pretend
laying in the sun in your backyard
how did everything just get so hard?

and you put your things in a milo tin,
with all the different money from where you've been,
and a note i wrote, that you won't read,
cos every other boy is all you see.

you left in the winter,
you travelled all around
and i know that i was lost without you
but you say you got found
now I'm laying out in my front lawn
tryna get some sleep before its dawn


and you put your things in a milo tin,
with all the different money from where you've been,
and a note i wrote, that you won't read,
cos every other boy is all you see.

and i put your cards in a vegemite jar,
so we could never really be all that far
but I'm losing hope that this won't end
and ill be dead and gone before we mend.

you still put your things in a milo tin
i dont wanna be your cultural cringe
i put your cards in a vegemite jar
darling don't forget about who you are

credits

released March 14, 2016
Written by Tiny Little Houses
Produced, Recorded and Mixed by Steven Schram.
Mastered by Andrei Eremin.

Caleb Karvountzis - Vocals/Guitar
Sean Mullins - Guitar
Al Yamin - Bass
Clancy Bond - Drums

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Tiny Little Houses are a lo-fi noise-folk band based in Melbourne, Australia, and fronted by Caleb Karvountzis.

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