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Lyrics

CHD
All I ever wanted was a little peace. The world is so sour so I can't be sweet. Fake friends, family they all look down on me.  I was a fool to believe certain was my homies. When I needed help, most of them snapped on me. Sick of everyone telling me who I should be. I expressed myself, even had my love ones making fun of me. It's depressing nobody truly cares about my feelings. Disappointed I feel  like I should be leaving. People always talk without knowing what I'm dealing with. When I asked for help,  they told me to be a man.  I'm fighting, I'm just doing the best that I can. I am tryna be cool not perfect but it ain't working cause I be tryna move on but them flashbacks keep hitting. All I did was reacting but to them I'm crazy. Forget them friends, I know God got me. I'm a fighter, a soldier,  and this is my story. Give them my reaction, everyone looking at me as I'm crazy, but I'm stronger because my name is CHD.

Chorus
Nobody don't care
The past is a fight
Though I try
It's stuck in my mind

Nobody don't care
Cuz back in the day
They look the other way
Acting like I don't matter

Nobody don't care
Felt so oppressed
Felt so depressed
Indefinite illness

Nobody don't care 
Should I instead
Lay on my bed 
Cuz until I'm dead

Nobody don't care

Dane Pass
God give me the strength to get passed all of these fools I keep drowning em out every day it's just freaks every day it's just grief every day it's just another abomination in the membranes of these sheep every day there's gotta be someone that just agrees with the things that I see and there's gotta be something to reach and just grab there's gotta be something for us to just have can you sing it with me cuz I can't take it no more I can't balance the door so why don't we settle the score little kids drowning in disney and pretty fantasies that give you just glee but I'm snatchin mickey mouse out of his castle for real won't you play it with me cuz this is for everyone, every one smokin it up.  Everyone truckin it up every one fillin themselves and livin in hell even the ones that drown in super mario world, everyday it's just hell so let's break out of this nuthouse belief.

Chorus
Nobody don't care
The past is a fight
Though I try
It's stuck in my mind

Nobody don't care
Cuz back in the day
They look the other way
Acting like I don't matter

Nobody don't care
Felt so oppressed
Felt so depressed
Indefinite illness

Nobody don't care 
Should I instead
Lay on my bed 
Cuz until I'm dead

Nobody don't care

Jordany Fleury 
Years back in my teens
Mostly at 17
Bunch of kids were bein mean
Outta wicked cruelty

Their way of having fun was makin me angry 
And that's teasing, harassing, making sport of me

I defend myself for being mortified, 
Yet they had the nerve to call me the bad guy
They assumed fear against them was holding me back
But it was fear of suspension and that was the facts

They kept treating me bad,  always acting like pricks
Every time I snap back,  I get the end of the stick
Even the principal cared less, naive enough
To believe it was all part of growing up

That time has haunted me
It has taunted me 
Demons are telling me I got too soft
That I shoulda fought them no matter what the cost
Now I know how it feels to be depressed and lost

The past is hard, that I understand
But we can pull through, I know we can
Though the past hurts me, this ain't the end
Cuz God gives his hardest battles to His hardest men

Chorus
Nobody don't care
The past is a fight
Though I try
It's stuck in my mind

Nobody don't care
Cuz back in the day
They look the other way
Acting like I don't matter

Nobody don't care
Felt so oppressed
Felt so despressed
Indefinite illness

Nobody don't care 
Should I instead
Lay on my bed 
Cuz until I'm dead

Nobody don't care(2x)

Nobody don't care. Oh no.

Nobody Dont Care

Busky Lady is a homeophone (fancy word) for ukelele, which is the main instrument on this track, mixed to within an inch of its life

Busky Lady

Starring the wild ducks of England's Lake District recorded ar Patterdale

Donald Dub

A bit too out there if I'm honest. But what fun to be had with a battered old acoustic guitar and a harmonica in D minor

I've Gone Too Far This Time

Hydroxyzine

Infinite

Dont give up

Homage to Michael Hedges (by Evan Hirschelman)

Mix of songs for different seasons of life (different moods)

Backseat FT FGM JT

The Graft of the Craft

Acoustic instrumental piece featuring a single acoustic guitar, The guitar plays a melodic line with a clean, bright tone, The piece is in a minor key, creating a melancholic yet contemplative mood, The tempo is slow, allowing for clear articulation of individual notes and chords, The performance includes fingerpicking techniques, with some strumming for emphasis, There are no discernible production effects beyond standard acoustic guitar recording, The structure is free-form, without a strict verse-chorus pattern, focusing on continuous melodic development

Homage to Michael Hedges (by Evan Hirschelman)

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