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04 10 2021 00:41

this song is about wanting normal things like normal people


Performed by
Evangeline, mt saint michael

Written by
E. Butcher

Produced by
Evangeline, mt saint michael, Callum Sheehan


https://evangeline.info


I got the best seat in the house
and you've been dying to try it on
So when weeks turn into months and the blood dries up
I'm watching TV and you're up and gone

I want a house with a picket fence
so I can yell at the neighbor's kids
So when months turn into years and the scars disappear
I'll box all my thoughts up and shut the lid

And I hope your car tailspins on its way home
I'm chasing the high of skipping your funeral
So when old cuts open up and the tears start to fall
I'll put a band-aid on it but still fall comatose

Tailspin (ft. mt saint michael & Callum Sheehan)

Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/7bN5R1Mdo8F6ok8lP0qGIK?si=d2cf7aaef42c49dd

Lyrics:
Sour
Just match the taste
Shower me with praise
Watch it only last an
Hour
No don't match the pace
Nothing's in the way but it seems I need to
[Slow] down let it be ok
That was all i said but now it's everything
It all tastes the same every day
I just wanna feel something

sour

cover art by @9nasu
piano by @alexanderpanos
violin by jessie morgan @ https://www.fiverr.com/jessiem279
additional vocals by @oyeme-thomas
additional texture by @tevinmichaelr
spoken word performed by @tevinmichaelr
spoken word written by @50landing

big thanks to everyone that helped me on this one

lyrics:

whether you’re here or not, i’d still be dancing

whether you’re here or not, i’d still be dancing

you don’t be the judge of my post when i go post on my volition
don’t have to tell me what’s broke cuz i’m the one who broke it to fit my vision 

i don’t care to fix it
seems like a waste of time to me
i don’t mind if you don’t listen
your attention isn’t guaranteed

that’s the thief, thief of joy
who you running from
we deleted masterpieces when you've killed the fun
with comparisons
i wanna go have fun, i want to, i want to
so i’ve decided that

whether you’re here or not, i’d still be dancing
whether you're here or not, oh whether you're

it seeps into my room, cus i wanna be strong
but i wait for you at the door, locked from the inside
distance grows the delay of time, 
a warning sign to my world and all i have

so we stand around these wood framed walls
a forest where i stood tall
from here you can almost see it,
the stars upon the ceiling illuminate me
the scars that are still healing, you can never catch me
after all, your eyes try to paint a picture that you've waited for this whole time
you said i need help but you won't help me help myself
you didn't feel what i felt

dancing

mono-core

lyrics:
scared to tell
there'll be great repercussions
on people you care about still

there's a knot in my fitted sheet 
from tossing and turning 
when I'm half asleep

under sanitized light
exhaustion it strikes
cause I can't seem to rest when
"I just work well at night"

so the mattress gets stained
and the pillows turn yellow  
the bug in my brain
is fueled by the bellows

that's trapped in my chest
and rattles and rings 
when I take a breath
I can still hear you sing

and there's nothing, there's no one
that I'd rather do
I give it all up
just to run back to you

(and I knew that you'd be understanding)
(and I knew that you'd be understanding)
(and I knew that you'd be understanding)
(and I knew that you'd be understanding)
(and I knew that you'd be understanding)
(and I knew that you'd be understanding)
(and I knew that you'd be understanding)
(and I knew that you'd be understanding)

Bellows

lyrics:

self assisted suicide attempts
call the priest i’m ready to repent
if i believed in god maybe he could right my wrongs
while i write this song

i’m not asking for forgiveness just a little retribution 
my beliefs have turned themselves into disillusions
if i can’t stomach the lies how will i survive
this game that we call life

the man next door is dangling from a rope
the next day he’s at the pulpit preaching about hope
take the blood and the body of the son 
make believe your sins are gone

i’m eagerly awaiting judgement day
they say i’ll burn in hell if i don’t kneel while i pray
i thought i heard the holy ghost whisper in my ear
but it’s the voice of fear
it’s the voice of fear

voice of fear

I hear your breath beneath the door
I leave your toys on my carpet floor

I keep them there and think of what I had
Sometimes I feel like I was your dad

But you are leaving me
You are leaving me 

I hear your scratching up the vinyl door
I haven’t moved your bowls from the kitchen floor

I keep them there and think of what I had
Sometimes I feel like I was your dad

But you are leaving me
You are leaving me

But you are leaving me
You are leaving me

click

phantom

this is the first single from my new record.
pictured is my best friend who recently passed, his name is boudreaux but we usually called him bubba. i want you to know who he was because he deserves more than i could ever have given him.

It's killing me this time.
The only thing ive ever known
Is how I can crack like a stone
And I want that to change
It's hard to accomplish - I lose track of time
I was killing this indigenous feeling
I never knew how to react

Atarax,
Copy that
Close enough
I catch a laugh
Call me a slab
Poured to crack
The pack
Hydrogen atoms
Will stack on my back
Untill I snap

You were an acrobat
I was a stumbler
Tumbling caught
In the turbulent air

I could not ask him
Because I have already
Burned up the grace
That was given to me

I was a copycat
You were a soldier
I know what you meant-
I could hardly see

GO! GO! GO!

You were an acrobat
I was a stumbler
Tumbling caught
In the turbulent air

I could not ask him
Because I have already
Burned up the grace
That was given to me

You were an acrobat
I was a stumbler
Tumbling caught
In the turbulent air

I could not ask him
Because I have already
Burned up the grace
That was given to me

I was a copycat
You were a soldier
I know what you meant-
I could hardly see

stumbler

Back of the car, stacked like coke in the cab.
I wasn’t sure but the window was cracked.
Company car, cross the first then the last.
Brought them along, faked a long final pass 

Bright yellow squares that appeared in the sky,
Radio says I should keep it inside.
conquered the slant covered mountainous hold,
Stuck out my hand - only now it was cold.

Glue on the page, stuck to me like a plague
Find myself stuck like the bird in the cage

You are the landslide that crumbles the house
You have me caught like a cat has a mouse

The grass was surrounded and turned into black.
Missouri was swollen and swallowed the tracks.
Moss gripped the back what was cobbled and red.
I bolted back just to level the tab. 

I was outside when the drops hit the path
Eliciting reasons to stay where i’m at.
Caught in the draft, it had blotted the sun.
I saw the wall, I could tell I was done.

Glue on the page, stuck to me like a plague
Find myself stuck like the bird in the cage

You are the landslide that crumbles the house
You have me caught like a cat has a mouse

I could not move - I could hardly breathe
I cannot beg - taking amphetamines
Know what it meant, I have found the extreme
Somebody said you mean nothing to me

lookout point

originally by yo la tengo
#homevideo thank u amaii!!!!!!

Bellows

Clovehitch

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