That's my beach, my beach, my beach
More sunscreen on my peach, on my beach, my beach
It's hot, I sweat, got trees
No clothes are on my beach, my beach, my beach
This encapsulates so many things i adore about the backrooms. How did a space resembling our modern human artificial environments exist an infinite amount of time before we built them? Is it the other way around? Did we build our spaces after it? How is it there? So cool
Just got back from seeing the #Backrooms Movie.
I think it was just as eerie & "off" as I had hoped it would be, and then some.
It remembers, and so will I.