Testo Hitachi - Ocean Grove

Hitachi

If there’s one thing I adore
It’s mutters of the ceiling fans, Hitachi saying goodnight through a double
glaze
I’m a boy then, you understand?
It’s like sweetness over me It’s watching a laundry white stained cloth tumble on returning to its base
colour
I should be glad
Motherfuckers act like they don’t know