Now I turn into a sadboi
Better than your ex’s tumblr post
I eat a flower from your face
And write songs just to cry alone
Okay, I’m just going to say it: I love everything about this song. I love the title. I love the the snarky tone of the vocals. I can just picture the Sadbois standing on the corner with their jeans cuffed and their arms crossed, looking tres ironique with their cigarettes and rolling eyes.
Behølder, the Hungarian experimental/alternative band, cut loose on this avant-garde track as they chronicle the struggles of a depressed indiehead-Tumblrboi. You have their permission to listen to this track as your cigarette burns down. C’est très intéressant.