Name: MENTAL by Gragas
Duration: 3 min 55 s
Description: Una combinación de generos con sonidos envolventes y melancólicos que salen de mis emociones más profundas

starcaster

All written, recorded, produced and mixed by Shane Chen

Lyrics:
Mellowed out and undefined
The past and present intertwine
Another journey left behind -

Sometimes its easy letting go
I plucked the thorns off every rose 
I’ll start a new dream
I suppose -

As the ceiling raises
We disappear into the sea of faces -
Another ship has sunk -
Only slighty out of reach

Bathed by tears and laughter 
I looked back and it didn’t feel so far -
As much as they come and go -
It wasn’t meant for me

Here it’s cold
And I don’t know
if I can spend some time alone -
Without a pill to keep me warm -

Sometimes its easy letting go 
I plucked the thorns off every rose 
I’ll start a new dream
I suppose -

As the ceiling raises
We disappear into the sea of faces 
It didn’t feel so far
Just slighty out of reach

Bathed by tears and laughter 
I looked back and it didn’t seem so hard 
As much as they come and go
It wasn’t meant for me

it didn’t feel so far...

Una combinación de generos con sonidos envolventes y melancólicos que salen de mis emociones más profundas

MENTAL

Just like a bat in the night time
Hanging out sampling the fruits of life
Darkness is overwhelming
But outside the stars are shining bright
Poking out of the void for a look around
Seeing all that they see
How it all comes around
For you for me,
That the deal
No scam just the fate of this 
Damn idiocracy
The moon observes us back and
She’s sighing
The revelations happening
And the sea she keeps on swallowing

I’m telling it straight in this lunacy
Hoping the cut thru the apathy
I’ll do anything you ask of me
I’ll do anything you ask
Concrete foundations are always crumbling
Demonstrating a core fragility
The split fracturing at the seams
An incursion from the sea

Its our only time
But there’s no time at all
Lighthouse keeper quit the job
So I hope we’re all right with the dark out
Its our only time
But there’s no time at all
Record keeper quit the job 
So I hope we’re all right with a black out

The absence is concentrated
Can’t see straight so
Maybe I’ve got the bends
Dizziness and pressure mounting
The vertigo upending all my plans
The statues all momentary
Tantalising option here now to defend
Our permanence
Thru the classics
But even Shakespeare has met with a bitter end

I’m telling it straight in this lunacy
Hoping the cut thru the apathy
I’ll do anything you ask of me
I’ll do anything you ask
Moths biting at the fraying seams
The tapestries are unravelling
The pictures warping terribly
Damage melting history

Its our only time
And there’s no time at all
Harbour master quit the job
So I hope we’re all right with a fade out
Its our only time
But there’s no time at all
Local pastor quit the job
So I hope we’re all right with a blank out
Suns exploding
And there’s no time at all
The organ grinder quit the job
So I hope we’re all right with the burn out
Black hole imploding
And there’s no time at all
School teacher quit the job
So I hope we’re all right with our blow out

So I hope we’re all right with a fade out
So I hope we’re all right with a fade out
I’m telling it straight in this lunacy
Hoping the cut thru the apathy
I’ll do anything you ask of me
I’ll do anything you ask
I’m telling it straight in this lunacy
Hoping the cut thru the apathy
I’ll do anything you ask of me
I’ll do anything you ask
I’ll do anything you ask
I’ll do anything you ask
I’ll do anything you ask

apathy

Into Oblivion

Great Escape

tired.

my storm.

Bulletproof

Voices of Johnny Murphy, Barry McGovern, Samuel Beckett and Aidan Moffat.
Excerpts from a 2001 production of ‘Waiting for Godot’ and a 1987 film recording of Beckett.
Looped guitar sample from ‘Piglet’ (1998) by Arab Strap, written by Aidan Moffat and Malcolm Middleton.
Image: ‘Attendant a Godot’ by Gabor Stark, 2025

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Well, shall we go?
Yes, let’s go.

I don’t know.
I don’t know what to think anymore.

(Beckett speaks)

Didi?
Yes.
I can't go on like this. 
That's what you think. 

If we parted? 
That might be better for us. 

Unless Godot comes. 
And if he comes? 
We'll be saved.

Well, shall we go?
I don’t know.

You had already been half an hour …

Let’s go.
And if he comes? 
I don’t know.

Pedestrians

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MENTAL

Gragas

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great deal

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