​bodyimage - CALL ME BACK

A good beat playing in the front seat
I′m here faded in the back seat
Thinking 'bout you, thinking about what a treat it′d be
If you called me back tonight, tonight, tonight
Never figured you to give a call back
Late nights with my friends thinking I'm all that
Tried to facetime before I flatlined
But the screen turned black, I guess that's fine

You broke my heart a thousand times
Then you soaked it in formaldehyde
Even though it tears me up inside
I′d give it one more try, try

A good bеat playing in the front seat
I′m herе faded in the back seat
Thinking 'bout you, hope you′d meet me in the middle tonight
(Thinking 'bout you)
Tried to count my blessings, it's a small stack
Early mornings creep up like a heart attack
Tried to facetime before I flatlined
But the screen turned black, I guess that′s fine

You broke my heart a thousand times
Then you soaked it in formaldehyde
Even though it tears me up inside
I'd give it one more try, try
I'd give it one more try, try
I'd give it one more try, one more try
I'd give it one more try, try
A good beat playing in the front seat
I′m here faded in the back seat

Not defined by musical boundaries, bodyimage paints a vivid picture of nuanced emotion, framed by a tense and innovative sound.
With such a minimal approach, the resulting sound is a raw yet lush interpretation of the intimacy of self. Artfully developed through eclectic sonic arrangements and unconventional vocal processing, bodyimage demands those who listen reflect the continuous feeling of their art.