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"Good Coochie" hope you all enjoy the vibes! 

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GOOD COOCHIE

Ah! Ah!

Slow Grind

Worthy Of Love

Lullaby

Taste

LYRICS:

What is the meaning of life 
If there isn’t love
What is my purpose
If I don’t have anyone
Why does my heart beat if not to feel weak
For the touch of your hands
Or caress of your feet
Who I am without you laying next to me

It don’t make sense
Without the kiss of your lips 
Like clothes that barley fit
Something’s off about it 
And I’ve tried my best 
To go on but I must confess 
Without you I’m a mess
Without you I’m a wreck

Life after love
Is the hardest 
Thinking about where we were 
When we started 
I would give it all
To relive the moment 
I would 
I would 
I would

Life after love
Is the hardest 
Thinking about where we were 
When we started 
I would give it all
To relive the moment 
I would 
I would 
I would

And it hit me like bullet train 
I don’t feel the same 
Used to take the long way home 
So we could catch the rays 
Now I don’t answer the phone 
I don’t have anything to say 
You were my person 
The one I’d tell about my day 
And I’d tell you little things that didn’t matter 
And you’d let me take all your time 
And I’d tell you when something was wrong
You were the only one 
Who could calm my mind that’s why 

It don’t make sense
Without the kiss of your lips 
Like clothes that barley fit
Something’s off about it 
And I’ve tried my best 
To go on but I must confess 
Without you I’m a mess
Without you I’m a wreck

Life after love
Is the hardest 
Thinking about where we were 
When we started 
I would give it all
To relive the moment 
I would 
I would 
I would
Life after love
Is the hardest 
Thinking about where we were 
When we started 
I would give it all
To relive the moment 
I would 
I would 
I would
Life after love
Is the hardest 
Thinking about where we were 
When we started 
I would give it all
To relive the moment 
I would 
I would 
I would
Life after love
Is the hardest 
Thinking about where we were 
When we started 
I would give it all
To relive the moment 

I would 
I would 
I would
I would 
I would 
I would 
I would

Life after love
Is the hardest 
Thinking about where we were 
When we started 
I would give it all
To relive the moment 
I would 
I would 
I would


Life After Love

Think I Might

Dangerous Game

My Confession

Song Synopsis – A sly, witty alt-indie track that blends neuroscience with Northern bluntness that explores how our brains bend reality without asking permission. 

From dodgy neural decorators to dopamine dealers, it toys with the idea that perception is nothing more than a well-rehearsed magic trick. With nods to Kahneman, Tversky, and visual illusions like the McCollough effect, the song turns cognitive bias into a danceable conspiracy urging listeners to embrace the lies we live in and make them beautiful.


Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your brain’s a dodgy decorator, painting over cracks,
Guessing where the colour goes, cutting all the facts.
Purple? Not real, just a mash-up in your head,
Like a rumour that got louder till you swore it was said.

Free will’s on paper, but the ink won’t dry,
It’s a dopamine dealer with a glint in its eye.
You’re not pulling the strings, mate — you’re just in the show,
Dancing for rewards you don’t even know.

[Chorus]
If we’re all hallucinating,
Let’s make it worth the time we’re wasting.
We can decorate the lies we’re living in,
Turn the static into something worth believing in. 

[Verse 2]
Perception’s just a best guess dressed as truth,
Your eyes are little liars with a baby tooth.
McCollough stripes will mess with your sight,
Proving even daylight can be edited at night.
Psychosis? Just the volume knob cranked too far,
Same signal, but now you’re the headline star.
Seeing patterns in teabags, codes in the rain,
It’s the same brain, just skipping the chain.

[Chorus]
If we’re all hallucinating,
Let’s make it worth the time we’re wasting.
We can decorate the lies we’re living in,
Turn the static into something worth believing in. 

[Bridge]
Kahneman’s whispers, Tversky’s tells,
Your mind’s a magician who never yells.
It hides the trick right under your nose,
And you clap along like it’s part of the show.

[Final Chorus – Lift]
If we’re all hallucinating,
Let’s make it worth the time we’re wasting.
If the truth’s elastic, let’s stretch it thin,
And weave it into something worth living in. 


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