Name: Piano Teacher by Bug Hunter in The Rough Draft
Duration: 4 min
Description: This is The Rough Draft, the newest album from Bug Hunter

dude I want you to know, all your songs are amazing. bringing me so much enjoyment :). Good luck with your career or whatever this is to you!

giggling, kicking my feet, smiling like a madman when this song comes on /pos

I’m not one to really write thank you notes but uh thanks. I haven’t found any singer (and not anyone) that describes how I feel ya know… pathetic in romance (Be Glad I Love You) and how I switch my personality based on who I’m with (Who I’m Singing To). Usually thank you notes are longer but idc/idk that’s all I had to say. Luv u platonically heart emoji

This is The Rough Draft, the newest album from Bug Hunter

The Rough Draft

the Simplest Words - The Narcissist Cookbook

Nunemaker's Swingset

Nunemaker's Parable

Cassiopeia

I Am Not a Stranger Here

Shipwreck

First Date

Baby Teeth

Disco! In The Panic Room

Go With The Flow

Piano Teacher

Point To Prove (I Was An Ugly Kid)

Dear McCracken

I thought I had been shot— 
Been shot a thousand times— 
It's not a shocking way to die 
In the fields this side of 
The enemy lines.

But I've fired my fair share of guns, 
And I know full well that bullets 
Don't just fall down from the sky— 
So I opened up my eyes.

I saw a flash of light— 
I saw it through the black—whoa! 
I saw the flooded track— 
I felt the hail upon my back—oh, 
I saw the start of the foggy maze— 
I couldn't see for several days— 
But then a sunbreak finally 
Burned away the haze.

(You know I'd kiss you if I could—ah, 
But my lips are made of wood, 
And it wouldn't do to splinter you 
In an unfamiliar neighborhood.)

I dodged a ball of flames 
Fueled by the dust the sun'd kicked up 
A stone's throw from the tonsil crypt 
I eschewed the beaten path 
On a SUP.

Tight-lipped and planing through 
The murky millrace surface— 
These flavescent leaves, 
Crispy teardrops shed from crying trees— 
Murmurations— 
"'Tis autumn?" 
"No, only fallout," 
Sighed beside 
A chemical breeze.

Oh, stratocumulus 
Oh, circumbendibus 
I saw and ceased to push 
I'd seen and heard too much 
My oar became a crutch 
I sculled into a reef 
It sawed the board in half 
I saw my former single fin 
I soldered lead and tin 
I sauntered out 
I saw interred my kith and kin

(You know I'd hold this post a while 
If I could only learn to smile 
But by the time I've earned the privilege 
Only grimaces will be in style.)

Surf Scoter on the pond 
Coyote on the fescue

Siroccos on the flesh 
Globe lightning to the rescue

An earthly comet rolling by 
A stoic guide toward a new clear era 
No shadows on the sterile mind 
No leks distract the prairie-chickens from their terror

I found a brand new clearing 
Next to the old new clearing 
A welcome change 
From the adjacent older new old clearing 
I didn't feel at peace but 
I didn't feel at war— 
A welcome change.

(You know, I went to your old home 
You know, the site of your new grave 
You know, I'd pay my last respects 
But the respects I have I'd better save.)

Stephan Nance - vocals, piano, synth
Milo Fultz - bass
Tim McLaughlin - trumpet
Merlin Showalter - drums, percussion
Arrangement - Adam Caswell, Milo Fultz, Stephan Nance, Merlin Showalter

Lead & Tin

Creature of Habit By Bug Hunter. This is the 2nd bonus track on their 3rd album, Bigger Than Myself

I am a creature of habit
my tastes are immovable, I order the usual
and I already know what I want...
keep your menu, I know what I want…

Because the options are endless, they're overwhelming at times
you just have too much to sell me, so many things to decide
you may mock me for opting for what is already mine
but what if my cookie cutter is one of a kind?

I think there's too much to choose and I've had it
Don't change me, creature of habit

Left foot, right foot, same way 'round
but with this push - I put my foot down
Yeah, this time I want change
I'm gonna do somethin' crazy 
(actually, no I'm not)

So let me explain, I'm not that anxious to changes
I'm not afraid to adapt or think it's actually dangerous
It's just a preference to routine and familiar faces
I won't break down or die if I just happen to break it
I keep the cause to myself, I feel it's reekin' of ego
and it’s a fine line to walk, so I am threading that needle
It's just the whole human race, well I can take 'em or leave 'em
and I can say that, I swear, some of my best friends are people

It just feels so good when I've planned it
Same time, same place, creature of habit

Left foot, right foot, same way 'round
but with this push - I put my foot down
Yeah, this time I want change
I'm gonna do somethin' crazy...
/
...Actually no I'm not gonna act like you ask me to act
Like a simple machine checking task after task
I'm my own human being and I happen to lack
the need to be seen chasing fad after fad
And I know there's a world full of wonders to see
with places to go and pancakes to eat
but I base what I know on what things bring me peace
My circadian soul likes the pace and the beat
that maintains my breathin', blood flow and sleep
but won't lift my feet or break my routine

So left foot, right foot, same way 'round...

Creature Of Habit (Bonus Track)

Safe Word, By Bug Hunter. This is the 1st song on their 3rd album, Bigger Than Myself

A broken clock's right twice a day
but mine spins in reverse and may
have doubled odds and better luck
Now it's twice as good as worthless junk

My heart's as healthy as a horse
but my hard hat's lookin' hardly worn
That other steel toed boot'll drop
but I don't know when, or how to stop

I wish I had a secret code
to signal me to take it slow
I need a sin like calculus
'cos my limit does, in fact, exist!

So slow down, focus, do yoga poses and
learn to love the lull and just breathe...
Breathe… breathe…

Alright I'm good!

I think I'm smiling and nodding, but surveillance cameras caught me laugh maniacally 
headbutting every obstacle, I've got to turn it off... and pick back up when I am calm
Even with an invitation, boy, you gotta learn to knock (Oh knock it off!)
... And do me one favor: Remember the safe word

I get that passion motivates
and crashes down like ocean waves
but tunnel vision's toxic man,
you're not John Henry, take a breath

That might sound harsh when you are used
to head rubs, praise, and sugar cubes
I just hate to see you racing towards
behaviors that we shouldn't reward

So slow down, focus, do yoga poses and
learn to love the lull and just
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. (Alright!)

I think I'm smiling and nodding,
blending in and getting on
but no, I haven't fooled the cameras
in my camel camouflage
I'll take it off!

...and I won't spit on anyone
Even with an invitation, boy,
you gotta learn to knock
(Oh knock it off!)
And do me one favor:
Remember the safe word

And I have no construction crew
to build this introduction tune but it's sound and under budget, too...
The chords work, the beat works, the verse and melody works
and these words, they each work, have purpose versus knee-jerk
Safety first, let's be sure our neon PPE works
Now the only thing that needs work is the last bit of the bridge!

I think I'm smiling and nodding, mild-mannered, nodding off
It's just my neck is getting tired, so much nonsense to hold up
Just take a pause... but don't give up the dream
If they change the locks behind you, you can find another key
and hope a smile and a nod's the only signal they have seen
You're no machine but there's no shame
in blowing off a little steam, so hear me knock!
Hear me hammer, hear me yell
and don't knock it 'till you've tried it,
tried to knock or tried the bell (Ah, let me in!)
The trip has been paid for and you have a way forth
so don't waste the day or delay it for later

But do me one favor: Remember the safe word

Piano Teacher

Bug Hunter

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