Subterranean Homesick Alien Parfum
‘The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air
I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement
Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home
Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets’
My ode to one of the greatest bands to ever exist, not to be hyperbolic or anything. This fragrance is one of my strange ones, notes of grass, burmese wood, rhubarb, lime, cement, french oak and acetone.
Available in 2ml(EDP spray), 5ml(EDP spray) and 30ml(EDP spray) bottles.
‘The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air
I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement
Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home
Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets’
My ode to one of the greatest bands to ever exist, not to be hyperbolic or anything. This fragrance is one of my strange ones, notes of grass, burmese wood, rhubarb, lime, cement, french oak and acetone.
Available in 2ml(EDP spray), 5ml(EDP spray) and 30ml(EDP spray) bottles.
‘The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air
I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement
Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home
Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets’
My ode to one of the greatest bands to ever exist, not to be hyperbolic or anything. This fragrance is one of my strange ones, notes of grass, burmese wood, rhubarb, lime, cement, french oak and acetone.
Available in 2ml(EDP spray), 5ml(EDP spray) and 30ml(EDP spray) bottles.