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A Boy Turned Blue

Lyrics:

I’m coming to the end of my rope
sick of looking through the wrong end of the telescope
That ship has sailed, my friends have bailed
and I’m coming off the street like bad dope

I got aces in my hand 
come and join my band
I try to talk their language but they never understand
so cut me loose
I’m gone, this shit is all wrong

I see the zombies roam around
It’s getting harder to cope
Stuck on the seventh floor
I’m kicking down the door
I’m on my ninth life
So I’m coming off the street like bad dope

bad dope! 

Don’t ask me for an explanation
I’m a figment of my own imagination
I’m getting sick of the scene
And I’ve had too much to dream
I’m going on a permanent vacation

There are racists in my land
They can’t listen to my band
Their head is full of garbage that I’ll never understand
so cut the juice
I’m done, I’ve heard your excuse, everyone

I see the zombies roam around
It’s getting harder to cope
Stuck on the seventh floor
I’m kicking down the door
I’m on my ninth life
So I’m coming off the street like bad dope

bad dope! 

You’re gonna have to party without me
You’re gonna have to party without me
People tell me that there’s something about me
But now they’re gonna have to party without me

You’re gonna have to party without me
You’re gonna have to party without me
People tell me that there’s something about me
But now they’re gonna have to party without me

Bad dope

Bad dope

Bad dope

Bad dope

Bad Dope

Crying Wolf

This is the first in a series of new songs from Breazy Daze. ’Hercules' is about wanting love and connection with someone, whilst at the same time deliberately avoiding those emotions and trying to escape them. To long for a built up story in your head, yet never being ready to face the reality of it.

Hercules

Lyrics:

I've been on the same trip for too long
Looking to the sky, feel so damn small
Ready for the countdown, engines on
Better step it up now, Neil Armstrong

Baby, I miss being young, now i'm growing old
This flick's no fun when you're on your own
She says she's going on a cruise
I'm hanging on the news
Counterfeit watches on my wrist
that shit don't make time un-tick
I'm just going in circles,
girl you got me feeling like I'm Steven Urkel

Bodybag, Bodybag out on the floor.
Oldman, Oldman what you living for?
Need a pretty lady in my life, getting bored.
Need a pretty woman, show me how to soar
Woah I just wanna see the way the stars burn
Woah watch the way the world turns
Driving through the city fast
Baby I'm never running out of gas now

Freddy K. Nightmare put me in the ground now
King Kong, come to break the town down
Aphrodite never stood a chance when you swung round
Missed a shot, now I'm ready for that rebound
'What you tripping on baby?'
'Haven't heard from you lately.'
Why's it always so hard to stay in touch?
Maybe I just haven't been around enough

But I ain't sipping on the Kool-Aid
On the run yeah always on the move babe
Fresh kicks cause I'm walking to Tibet
Gotta keep check of all the things in my head.

Bodybag, Bodybag out on the floor.
Oldman, Oldman what you living for?
Need a pretty lady in my life, getting bored.
Need a pretty woman, show me how to soar.
Woah I just wanna see the way the stars burn.
Woah watch the way the world turns.
Driving through the city fast
Baby I'm never running out of gas
I'm shooting info in my headspace, head right
She just wants to get that dress right, flex right
Took a hit just to see what it felt like
Got my foot on the break that's a red light

Woah, you know, I'm not on your boat
Sail out on my own, do this, on my own

Old Man

Drownin’
I’m drownin’ out these fears right now
Turning all the voices down
sick of the games we kept on playing      
And I wish that I could fade without complaining
Came so close to the edge
now I gotta turn back, yeah
no escape from my head
but I need to let it go
take me to a different zone 
Cause the holes in my pockets
They only seem to grow
Empty bottles piling up
never roll without that rock  
Running circles ‘round the clock
Thought you were a game changer
How come we’re still strangers?

Yeah baby I’m clownin’
is this all real? 
Feel like a fool, 
Guess it don’t matter 
when feelings get shattered 
like they’re made of glass
Yeah baby I’m clownin’
is this all real? 
Tried to be cool,
paint my lips red, 
Thought that your love would bring me back 
to someplace I wanted to be

Drownin’
Baby I’m so far below the sea 
I’m drownin’ 
Lately I’ve been finding it harder to breathe
I’m Drownin’
I’m Drownin’
I’m Drownin’

Drownin’ out the noise, trying to make it stop
getting pulled under by the juggernaut
late nights, blue pills 
bright lights, cheap thrills
No way home, no safety
My cupboard empty, no trophy
no way back for you and me
I never learn from these mistakes
I’m a parrot I repeat things, yeah
I’m a parrot I repeat things
lost count but I’m running outta chances
nine lives I,  ran to the madness
I’m like a stuntman, livin’ life just to crash

Drownin’ 
Baby I’m so far below the sea
I’m drownin’ 
Lately I’ve been finding it harder to breathe
I’m drownin’
But maybe you’re the only thing that made me believe 
I’m drownin’

Yeah baby I’m clownin’
is this all real? 
How can I feel, 
Like it don’t matter
when feelings get shattered 
like they’re made of glass
Yeah baby I’m clownin’
is this all real? 
Feel like a fool
paint my lips red, 
Thought that your love would bring me back 
to someplace I wanted to be

Drownin'

BREAZY DAZE is Icelandic singer and songwriter Andri Jónsson.

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