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Random Act of Kindness
04:26
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One day at a time. Until you're mine.
One day at a time. Until you're mine.
Let me be your scratching post. You're the one I like the most.
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Loading Circle
03:51
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My time spent waiting for your smile to crack different sizes. All the same to me. It's so hard to keep my mouth closed when you're standing so close. I can't keep it in.
Loading circle spins. Nothing's happening.
Making up some kind of excuse to spend some time with you is never enough. How long will it be until I finally see a reply? Yeah, you're up as well.
Loading circle spins. Nothing's happening.
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Phantom Buzz
03:22
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Cover my eyes to keep myself from being aware. Even though secretly I know what's happening next. Trying to be discreet with cymbals under your feet. No urgency beneath the speech you're giving to me.
I don't know what is happening to me. All my movements lost in routine synchronicity. Seeking soothing hollow tranquillity, but securing it is an impossibility.
Trusty little machine, how will you fill up my time? I know I've not been busy, it's inwardly magnified. Automatic, hands free, live like a marionette. Purposelessness can be a kind of hobby I guess.
I don't know what is happening to me. All my movements lost in routine synchronicity. Seeking soothing hollow tranquillity, but securing it is an impossibility.
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4. |
What Now?
05:34
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Leaving here with everything unfinished. Fleeing with my tail between my legs. See reminders in everyday objects of the life that won't be mine again.
I've been trying not to think about anything recently. I'm always dreaming about being somewhere far away from here.
Everyone's continuing as normal. I am on the outside looking in. When we speak, I get to see what life is like now that I basically don't exist.
I've been trying not to think about anything recently. I'm always dreaming about being somewhere far away from here.
Well, what now? What now?
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5. |
Glue
05:26
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So this is how it ends. The room stares down a camera lens. Cigarettes and sweat. How aren't you bored yet?
Because I just need you to pretend you don't want me to leave just yet. But that's easier said than done I guess. When everybody speaks but nothing new is said, I just think of you instead.
I already want to leave. The same things that I always feel... And nothing else seems real. How are you happy?
Because I just need you to pretend you don't want me to leave just yet. But that's easier said than done I guess. When everybody speaks but nothing new is said, I just think of you instead.
Why do you still try to help when there's no help to give? Mould yourself to fit. Mould yourself to fit.
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Wake Up Call
01:51
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Are you there? This is your wake up call. Out from the depths of your mind once more. Now you know there's nothing left all. Nowhere to go and nowhere left to fall.
What are you dreaming for? It won't come true. No matter how often you re-hit snooze.
Don't panic, it's just a wake up call. Stare at the ceiling, fist though the wall. Try to be the same as everyone. Years go by until you're numb.
What are you dreaming for? It won't come true. No matter how often you re-hit snooze. So wake up soon.
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7. |
Losing Interest
03:23
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Small world now. I don't know when I last spoke out loud. Water down through the ceiling into my mouth.
I think you're losing patience with me. I think you're losing interest in me.
I've had time to examine each flaw of mine. Nothing else here to take my mind off myself.
I think you're losing patience with me. I think you're losing interest in me gradually.
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8. |
Cold Open
03:40
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Another cold open. It's not conversation. It's not conversation. And longer gaps between occasions when we speak are becoming routine.
I'm not sure if you still feel the same anymore. I just lie awake in my room thinking about days spent with you and how you fix your hair like you do.
Withdrawal symptoms rife. We're both free tonight, but we can't go outside. You're all that I have left. When will I see you next? When will I see you next?
Reassure me that you still feel the same as before. I just want to wake next to you with everything okay and a view of how you fix your hair like you do.
Next to you.
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9. |
Leopard Print
05:09
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It sounds like all of my floorboards are speaking and they're screaming your name again. Rewind to the start, greyscale memories out to get me. It feels like tomorrow's a;ready happened and I haven't done anything. Short days and long nights all blur into one until they're gone.
I'm kidding myself, been kidding myself...
My eyes are so tired, they're slamming shut. This dull feeling inside is no one's fault. And staying up all night is wearing thin. A leopard print sky is caving in.
I have never been this disconnected. Unexpected system reboot. There's nothing that I can say or do now, I've been blue shelled. It feels like next week has already happened, I still haven't done anything. Short days and long nights all blur into one until they're gone.
I'm kidding myself, been kidding myself...
My eyes are so tired, they're slamming shut. This dull feeling inside is no one's fault. And staying up all night is wearing thin. A leopard print sky is caving in.
I'm kidding myself, been kidding myself.
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10. |
Slow To Overreact
05:47
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I'm starting to notice the slow passing of time. How's it April already when every day crawls by? Facing out of windows, looking for the moon. Just so I can lay my eyes on the same thing as you.
Spending all of this time pretending I will change. Early morning light is always keeping me awake. Slow to overreact, my timing's always off. There is nothing keeping me up here anymore.
Am I boring you?
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Lewis Chalmers Manchester, UK
lo-fi bedroom recordings
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