1. |
Hidden
01:53
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I never asked to feel this way
Oh, I'd rather feel empty
If it meant I'd never feel the pain
The pain of being lonely
But I'll bury my toes in the ground
Bury my head in the sound
Lock myself into my room
Hidden from view
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2. |
Deep Work
04:50
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On the screen, Dopamine, instant happiness
Boys at home, on their phone, lose their manliness
Oedipus, shelter me, from the blaring truth
Secretly, I wanna be, stuck in my youth
Seemingly, Everyday, Our generation
Stupidly, concernly, Lacks concentration
Playing games, numb your brains, I’m always stuck indoors
On my phone, in the zone, ignoring the house chores
Computers, and ai, will soon take over
Braindead apes, famous fakes, every last stoner
Will succumb, to the hum, of the pied pipers
Unless you, take the cue, remove your diapers
Find success, with finesse, make yourself useful
In the end, you'll transcend, social approval
Don't waste your opportunity
Rise above the community
Digitalisation, is so distracting
Civilisation, is not adapting
Edification, will take some learning
Validation is for the deserving
Procrastination, easy distraction
The Inspiration, comes from the action
Fight the temptation, to indolently shirk
Gratification, only comes from deep work
Notifications, constantly buzzing
Sms, emails, constantly flooding
Spam and junk, news and funk, mostly bout nothing
Mum and dad, always mad, they won’t stop bugging
Getting lewd, with fast food, you can’t stop chewing
Out of breath, close to death, so close to spewing
On your mind, all the time, you can’t stop thinking
What is next, now you’re vexed, guess you’ll start drinking
X-rated, on demand, so close to coming
Desensitization, from all that rubbing
Your muscles, so supple, have begun to wane
It’s a shame, your surname, will end with your stain
Liberty, lied to me, it is so truthless
The social hierarchy, is goddamn ruthless
Play the game, have an aim, beat the lame, earn your fame
Find your Dame, Light the flame, have no shame, pass your name
Digitalisation, is so distracting
Civilisation, is not adapting
Fight the temptation to be distracted
Gratification only comes from deep work
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3. |
Burn the Garden
06:25
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Wasting my time
Wasting my time
I just want to tear it down with amain
Burn the garden start again
When Cronus has a choice to make
What makes him make the same mistake?
All that wasted time tilting
All of my plants are wilting
I just want to tear it down with amain
Burn the garden start again
All that wasted time sitting
Playing video games
I spent too much time Dreaming
Don’t know what I was thinking
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
Wasting my time
I just keep wasting my prime
I keep wasting it on the inessential
I slowly feel I’m losing my potential
I‘m starting to feel a little existential
My depression can be so pestilential
It’s trying to tell me something evidential
Why don’t you clean your room?
Why don’t you polish your shoes?
Why do leave it to the rain
To water your terrain?
Cause I just let it go
Let time swallow me whole
Cause on this side of the window pane
The view of the mulched land gives me a migraine
Me
ME
Carefree
So lazy
Could you re-spark my systole and diastole?
Break apart my idiosyncrasy
All I want
Is a fulfilling vaunt
Bee
BEE
Carefree
So much glee
Could you lend the pollen on your knee
At least pollinate my potpourri!
Send a message to the hive
The roots have completely dried
Forgive me for this shrive
I truly regret what has betide
I truly regret what I contrived
It’s not just my plants that need to be revived
It’s the desire to be alive
But I gotta go on
Finish this marathon
Oh I’ve got to, carry on
See to this denouement
It’s just easier
Almost cheesier
A temporary fix on the frown
Sit-back and watch the garden burn down
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4. |
Venus Fly Traps
03:21
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Venus Fly Traps
Starting to growin spring
Weeds spreading through
Painting yore
Through the frames
Past the drought
Past the depths of time
Winter’s gone
So why, do you grow, from the vine I chose to plough?
Why, can’t I take control, over my core?
Why can’t I feel normal?
Why can’t Iet you go?
Seeds are past through generations, I don’t want to let it flow
Did our ancestors not know how fast they could grow?
Beyond their seasons
You’ll see them sprout
In any soil
Through any grout
Ensnared by the petals which have become convolved
Hypnotised by the secretion of nectar; it’s evolved!
It grows on the minds that get lured and dissolved
It’s hard to walk around the floor
covered in sticky oil
Surely everyone can see
The stains of juice on my suede
Turn me into an absentee
Drain my empathy
The bastard can’t stay here
He’s bound to sough
Inchoate plans of his foes
With flesh ripped by sticks and spoons
Gracefully vile and hewn
Anguish from head to toe
After the tempest there’s no glow
Zen as a rock
Breathing in and out real slow
I’m trying to take back control
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5. |
Finding Space
07:10
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If I seem a little absent
It’s not cause of you
I’m only trying to see things
From the third person point of view
You can trouble me with your woes
There’s only one thing I propose
Close your eyes and listen
To the sounds of the present
The sky is always blue
Regardless of whether or not I’m with you
But sometimes we fight
It’s not your fault
I’ve lost my bearings
I’ve run out of rocket fuel
And I’m just drifting
Through what feels like a simulation
Only fools are married to the ball
I’ve only ever felt safe naive in my caul
Caul
Caul
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6. |
Wormwood
05:24
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Fight
Cower
Run
Hide
Bury the bulbs
Swallow your teeth
The little gnome
Has found a clue
Inside the juice
There’s spew-age through
And now it flows through the flume
Smile
Repent
Divide
Content
Trundle through the pages
Make home in your cages
What are the naive left to do?
Abide the curfew
Luckily, I don’t believe in your lies
Luckily, I’ve made up my mind
I wake up everyday brazen
Don’t waste your days praying
I can't be afraid of what I don't believe in
The end of your world
Is the beginning of mine
It’s the start of something, beautiful
It’s the start of a world where people can peacefully die
The start of a world where we can stratify
But the prophecy is genuine
Surprise!
Open your eyes!
The peasants rise with their pitchforks and rum
Pumpking pies are left otuisde to rot
parlourdes hide, buried underground
Broken and pennywise
T crossed and open wide
How can that be?
When did it happen?
Can we start again?
Well, we don’t know where we’re going
We don’t know what to do
We don’t know who to stop
We don’t know who to chose
Artemesia Absinthium Flows Through the Rivers
Inside our bottles of water
Into our taps and drains
Into our sewers and veins
Into our lives
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7. |
Rainbow Coat
03:30
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Time has a funny way of neglecting my wounds
Sounds from the distance are calling
Calling out my name
Telling me to come by
Dancing Shadows on the ground haven’t got a clue, they ask what should we do?
Only the warmth of your friends can help you get through this winter’s gloom
Or you’ll drown; washed up by the castle moat
The breathtaking gleam, revitalised by your rainbow coat 🌈
Sounds from the distance are calling
Calling out my name
Telling me to come by
But that's not how I fly
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8. |
Lost Within
06:10
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Can you see the stars above?
Can you see beyond the clouds?
Masquerade in the ground below
In Autumn Worms
Put on a show
Encircling around
My harrowed grounds
Theyre going to fade with time
Fade with time
It keep me from sleeping
It dampens my willpower
Nothing grows in my soil
The world’s not turning
The trains aren’t moving
Raindrops are frozen in the skies
Grounds trembling from the battle cries
You have fallen for my lies
Mistook my empathetic guise
They’re feeling up empty space
Eggs buried in human waste
So barricade the walls
Fill in the floors
Board the doors!
Yes, board them up
Soon I’ll be lost within
I want to be lost within
Lost within
Lost within
This compost bin
....
Don’t be, don’t be afraid
If only you wouldn’t misbehave
I’ll guide you through this blank page
Unplug you from your childish ways
Splash around in the mud
Play outside while you can
Before the lightning sparks
Before the tide comes in
Before it gets too dark
Before
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9. |
Hitting a Wall
03:36
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Hitting up Wall
Losing Hope
Giving up on, everything
Hitting a wall
Can’t cope
Giving up on relationships
Where do I go, to find you?
Did you hide from me too?
Did you see inside my room?
Where do I go, to break things?
Could you repair, my broken strings?
I strum aloft my mangled violin
Smashing walls to through rooms
Just to break that goddam room too
Ignore the sounds, outside my head
That tell me they want me dead
The sounds that lead me to this dread
I can’t relinquish these ticks
Sitting on my balcony chair
Fluorescent sunlight barely strumming through
The rotting leaves and tangled wires
The grass field covered in mildew
The birds have nothing left to pursue
After the wild ride
I laughed, but I cried
These actions can’t undo
The feelings that won’t ensue
I hope I can push through
My final breakthrough
What’s it to you?
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10. |
Bricolage
04:44
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Throw some bricks at the wall
Hope it sticks
And if it does?
Bricolage
And if it clicks?
Bon voyage
My dear
Bon Voyage
Bon Voyage...
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