Hello Minnesota, what have you done to me?
Your shoulder's growing colder and I'm freezing off my feet
You have bowled me over a hundred million times
Hello Minnesota, I wish you were here tonight
Hello señorita, I'm glad you texted me
You're down by the equator yet a chill is in the breeze
This broken elevator can only go down
Hello señorita, I wish you were around
So I'll drive until my wheels come off
I'll survive this bloody nose and dry cough for all my life
Hello Minnesota, my phone is almost dead
I wish that I had told you to bury me in red
If only I could hold you one more lonely time
Goodbye Minnesota, I'm leaving you tonight
These guys tick every box for what I want in music. The melodies, the harmonies, the lyrics. There's a character limit so I'll say there are few perfect records in the world and this is one of them. Karma Gambit
Every song title (and every lyric) is depressing as hell, but it somehow manages to make you feel better about life at the same time. And isn't that perhaps the noblest thing music can do? Karma Gambit