SWIRL

Over It

Just Existing

You don't need
To explain yourself anymore, anymore
You don't need
To explain yourself anymore, anymore

It's time you stop
Being on defense
It's time you stop
Being on defense

Let others
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out

You were never to blame
You were never to blame
You've always been the same
You've always been the same

Something happened
Long ago
Something happened
Long ago

Let others
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out

You'll never know the truth, or
Do you want the truth
Do you want the truth
Do you want the truth

Clear your mind
From this clout
Clear your mind
From this clout

And

Let others
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out
Figure you out

Let Others, Figure You Out

"Alexa, Play the Blues," the weird and wonderful new PREACHERVAN song, asks you to imagine you are a dinosaur, watching a meteor streak across the sky and thinking, "Damn, this is awesome, let's listen to Phil Collins." You wake up 75 million years later in the gas tank of an Uber Eats delivery, streaming some Growlers and wondering why the song's jammy bridge inspired your old stegosaurus friend to write "Paul is Dead" on the side of the cruise missile currently aimed at whatever we are blowing up next. "Alexa, what's our current destination?"

Only Temporary

Bronze Radio Return