producers: Knife Girl, Steve Choi 
mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, Petal Supply, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bg vocals: Meredith Ramond 
featured vocals: 8485, Sam Ray
guitars: Steve Choi 
synths: Petal Supply, Knife Girl
words, topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

You never were a beer drinker,
Now your heart’s as hard as hard liquor.
A thousand cuts on my body, 
you’re worth it.

I may be lost, but I’m not a lost cause.
Tell me all the things that I’m not.
I had a plan for us.
Why do I stand for this? 

Now I don’t trust boys
that don’t kiss boys.
Wounds heal
but scars stay,
and I’m better without you anyway.
On the court I got a million looks,
even as my game dissolves to gray.
With you gone I feel like a million bucks- 
the fakest of the fake.
Out the cold dark place I cut my teeth,
I’m finally Rich-
Chief Keef.

Now honesty’s a bad machine
when the only thing about your life that’s clean
is the bourbon that you order neat.
Keep pullin’ from the well of
emotional bankruptcy.

Tell me all the things that I’m not.
I had a plan for us.
Why do I stand for this? 

Now I don’t trust boys
that don’t kiss boys.
Wounds heal 
but scars stay,
and I’m better without you anyway.
On the court I got a million looks,
even as my game dissolves to gray.
With you gone I feel like a million bucks- 
the fakest of the fake.
Out the cold dark place I cut my teeth, 
I’m finally Rich-
Chief Keef.

I May Be Lost, but I'm Not a Lost Cause (feat 8485, Sam Ray)

producer, mix: blackwinterwells
all instrumentation: blackwinterwells
additional vocal production: Matthew Embree
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bg vocals: Meredith Ramond
words, topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

This house is cool,
I’ll miss it.
I’m packin’ up my shit and 
moving on.
I was wrong.
The dishes are pilin’ up and
this debilitating depression’s sinkin’ in,  
n’ it’s not fair that you bear
the burden of my sins.

This yellow house is cool-
I remember when we built it.
The hollow tree still lays outside,
swallowed up by Texas mint and jasmine vines.
buried ‘round the yard- 
a testament to
the times we tried  
to get the water right;
but it went out of balance,
just like you and I.
We can’t sustain those somethings
that come from nothings 
or patch the cracks as they persist.
It’s the Myth of Sisyphus, 
but without the rocks.
Blue birds against green moss.
That shiny new thing with the greatest cost;
a moment of dopamine and a lifetime of loss.

So I’ll drown myself in Rosalia records,
try to salvage the kind of youth
I’ve come accustomed to with 
my two daughters raised on Taylor Swift. 
They’ll be stronger than I am now.
Those old stories they don’t work no more Hank.
It’s Aaliyah I need to thank, 
and Banoffee, Hannah, Sophie, and Charli, 
Dawn and Danity, Dinah, Fifth Harmony.
Their stories resonate with me, they write the roadmap
to follow my dreams and be a better me-
one that sheds the persistent fear of dying at 43.

If girls just wanna have fun,
then so do I.

The Burden (blackwinterwells mix)

producers: Knife Girl, Petal Supply
mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
featured vocals: Meredith Ramond 
guitars: Steve Choi 
synths: Petal Supply, Knife Girl
words, topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

My capacity’s diminished in the last five years.
Stopped drinkin’ beer.
Wish I could bottle fear.

You took my favorite gray sweater with the coffee stain-
single origin.
You were my original sin.

Tear up, tear down.
Cheer up, fuck yeah.
Now this transparent heart’s got scars;
you threw my stuff in the yard 
and you took the car.

Had a bird in the hand that’s now a bloody paste
and a quivering yellow wing.
It’s the time we’ve lost ignoring what we got that stings
the most.

Tear up, tear down.
Cheer up, fuck yeah.
Now this transparent heart’s got scars;
you threw my stuff in the yard 
and you took the car.

Sincerely, The Imposter, Part One(feat Meredith Ramond)

producers: Knife Girl, Steve Choi, Petal Supply
mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bars: Lord Byron 
featured vocals: Tanukichan
guitars: Steve Choi 
synths: Petal Supply, Knife Girl 
noise & texture: Don Devore
words: Rich Loren Balling, Lord Byron
topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

Criterion DVDs and books I’ll never read.
Stacks of unwrapped CDs-
I’m a series of incompletes.
I scroll through my TV,
can’t commit to three 
minutes of anything.
So I’ll start, and I’ll stop everything.

And I’m afraid I’ll die 
with roots in nothing.
Is that the American dream?
A life without meaning
despite years of awkwardly trying.
I still feel young enough,
but too old to be good enough,
or at least to start again.
I’m a newspaper, out of print.

Mirror, mirror on the wall,
is this how great men fall?
And if I was ever great
is the greatest mystery of all.

And if I should die before I wake,
my kids will have these songs to take
the decisions that I’ve made
and make their own ones better. 
Sincerely the imposter,
I hope I was at least a father.

Sincerely, The Imposter, Part Two (feat Lord Byron, Don Devore, Tanukichan)

producer: Rich Loren Balling
mix: Daniela Rivera
synths: Rich Loren Balling
bars: Jaye Naima 
vocals on chorus performed by: The Crushboys
verses: chanteuse fantôme
words: Rich Loren Balling, Jaye Naima
topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

Sad girls might be freaky,
but I’m ready to rule the world,
cuz bad boys like it fishy-
definitely not like other girls.

You don’t know it,
I’m a hornet,
I'm about to sting.
And she basic,
now you’re lacin’ like LeBron for me.
You wanna know why?

I got secrets.

Ooh, boy, I’mma level up,
let’s level up.
I’mma level up.

I got secrets.

Can’t hold me back, can’t hold me down.
There is no blind materialism can take this
confidence crown.
You got Prada for hands.
You got Fendi for eyes.
You got that confident smile, 
cuz you’re living your best life.

Girls they want to be me,
but I’m just doing what I do-
I’m throwing bands like Kylie.
The boys they showin’ up in twos.

You don’t know it,
I’m a hornet,
I'm about to sting.
And she basic,
now you’re lacin’ like LeBron for me.
And you still wanna know why.

Ooh, boy, I’mma level up,
let’s level up.
I’mma level up.

I got secrets.

Can’t hold me back, can’t hold me down.
There is no blind materialism can take this
confidence crown.
You got Prada for hands.
You got Fendi for eyes.
You got that confident smile, 
cuz you’re living your best life.

I got secrets.

Can’t hold me back, can’t hold me down.
There is no blind materialism can take this
confidence crown.
You got Prada for hands.
You got Fendi for eyes.
You got that confident smile, 
cuz you’re living your best life.

I Got Secrets (feat Jaye Naima)

producer, mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, Petal Supply, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bg vocals: Meredith Ramond, Knife Girl
featured vocals: Seth Babb, jeancantskate 
guitars: Steve Choi 
synths: Knife Girl, Petal Supply
words: Rich Loren Balling, jeancantskate
topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

This house is cool,
I’ll miss it.
I’m packin’ up my shit and 
moving on.
I was wrong.
The dishes are pilin’ up and
this debilitating depression’s sinkin’ in,  
n’ it’s not fair that you bear
the burden of my sins.

This yellow house is cool-
I remember when we built it.
The hollow tree still lays outside,
swallowed up by Texas mint and jasmine vines.
Listen in and you’ll hear the glistenin’ 
bodies of goldfish in boxes,
buried ‘round the yard- 
a testament to
the times we tried  
to get the water right;
but it went out of balance,
just like you and I.
We can’t sustain those somethings
that come from nothings 
or patch the cracks as they persist.
It’s the Myth of Sisyphus, 
but without the rocks.
Blue birds against green moss.
That shiny new thing with the greatest cost;
a moment of dopamine and a lifetime of loss.

So I’ll drown myself in Rosalia records,
try to salvage the kind of youth
I’ve come accustomed to with 
my two daughters raised on Taylor Swift. 
They’ll be stronger than I am now.
Those old stories they don’t work no more Hank.
It’s Aaliyah I need to thank, 
and Banoffee, Hannah, Sophie, and Charli, 
Dawn and Danity, Dinah, Fifth Harmony.
Their stories resonate with me, they write the roadmap
to follow my dreams and be a better me-
one that sheds the persistent fear of dying at 43.

If girls just wanna have fun,
then so do I.

The Burden of My Sins (feat Seth Babb, jeancantskate)

producer, mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, Petal Supply, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bg vocals: Meredith Ramond 
bars: Kreayshawn 
featured vocals: Judy Mitchell
guitars: Steve Choi 
synths: Knife Girl, Petal Supply
words: Rich Loren Balling, Kreayshawn
topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

I Can Count My True Friends on One Hand (feat Kreayshawn, Judy Mitchell)

producer, mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, Petal Supply, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bg vocals: Knife Girl 
featured vocals: Chris Taylor, Meredith Ramond
guitars: Steve Choi
synths: Knife Girl, Petal Supply 
noise & texture: Cindytalk 
words, topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

Have you ever known what it’s like 
to need a fresh start?
You spend years in your car then you ride a bike.
Go zero carbs then a sugar spike.

It’s like everything you’re missin’.
You’re lookin’ but you ain’t listenin’.
Another casualty of algorithms 
and indecision.
I’m just tellin’ it like it is. 
We’re just the holes around the dartboard 
markin’ misses,
and if we never failed then I don’t know 
what this is.

Your scrolling game looks clutch.
Bet your thumb’s been gettin’ more action than I’ve seen in months.
You’re here, but I still feel stood up.
I liked you better with no makeup.

Have you ever known what it’s like 
to lose that certain spark
with that certain someone and grow apart?
A discarded car in a trailer park.

It’s like everything you’re missin’.
You’re lookin’ but you ain’t listenin’.
Another casualty of algorithms 
and indecision. 
I’m just tellin’ it like it is. 
We’re just the holes around the dartboard 
markin’ misses,
and if we never failed then i don’t know 
what this is.

Drowning stars,
cover your scars with talcum and tar.
How did we get here?
Suffocating under fear.
Sticky L.A. countertops and
the smell of stale beer
seem so sweet compared to this-
our present defeat
in ignorance bliss.
Guess I get no second at bat-
just a swing and a miss.
Cuz sometimes broken can’t be fixed.
Yeah sugar, you’re saccharine. 

Your scrolling game looks clutch,
Bet your thumb’s been gettin’ more action than I’ve seen in months.
You’re here, but I still feel stood up.
I liked you better with no makeup

Another Casualty of Algorithms (feat Cindytalk, Chris Taylor, Meredith Ramond)

producer, mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, Petal Supply, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bg vocals: Meredith Ramond 
bars: Lucy Lohan, Kid Trash 
guitars: Steve Choi 
synths: Knife Girl, Petal Supply
words: Rich Loren Balling, Lucy Lohan, Kid Trash
topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

I’m on appointment 23.
The doctors all think I’m crazy.
Of course I’m losing this battle awkwardly.
Carefully design my own misery
with a watchmaker’s hands.
As it stands my life is like
when a plane lands and 
you can’t get up. 
You feel stuck
watchin’ all the baggage fall.

A love resurrected 
was never a love at all? 
How far can we fall-
so close to the ground?

When the Panic Sets In, Part Two (feat Lucy Lohan, Kid Trash)

producer, mix: Knife Girl
additional production: Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, Petal Supply, wstdyth, Hoodwtch
vocals: Rich Loren Balling 
bg vocals: Meredith Ramond 
featured vocals: Fleming Valenzuela 
guitars: Steve Choi 
synths: Knife Girl, Petal Supply
words, topline: Rich Loren Balling
mastering by: Stuart Hawkes

LYRICS

I’m hyper-aware of my vision.
It’s something like a band with a singer you hate.
I can’t get past it.
How long will it last if
I think I’m goin’ blind this time,
then I think I’m gonna die tonight
when the panic sets in?
And the Ativan.

I think I’m goin’ blind this time.

I’m walking with one eye open.
Still something like a band with a singer you hate.
The world is a blur,
and I’m obsessively concerned.
I think I’m goin’ blind this time,
then I think I’m gonna die tonight
when the panic sets in.
And the Ativan.

When The Panic Sets In, Part One (feat Fleming Valenzuela)

producers Darcy Baylis, Petal Supply, wstdyth 
mix Darcy Baylis
additional production Rich Loren Balling, Matthew Embree, Hoodwtch
vocals Rich Loren Balling | featured vocals 8485, Sam Ray, Meredith Ramond
synths Petal Supply
words, topline Rich Loren Balling

LYRICS

You never were a beer drinker,
Now your heart’s as hard as hard liquor.
A thousand cuts on my body, 
you’re worth it.

I may be lost, but I’m not a lost cause.
Tell me all the things that I’m not.
I had a plan for us.
Why do I stand for this? 

Now I don’t trust boys
that don’t kiss boys.
Wounds heal
but scars stay,
and I’m better without you anyway.
On the court I got a million looks,
even as my game dissolves to gray.
With you gone I feel like a million bucks- 
the fakest of the fake.
Out the cold dark place I cut my teeth,
I’m finally Rich-
Chief Keef.

Now honesty’s a bad machine
when the only thing about your life that’s clean
is the bourbon that you order neat.
Keep pullin’ from the well of
emotional bankruptcy.

Tell me all the things that I’m not.
I had a plan for us.
Why do I stand for this? 

Now I don’t trust boys
that don’t kiss boys.
Wounds heal 
but scars stay,
and I’m better without you anyway.
On the court I got a million looks,
even as my game dissolves to gray.
With you gone I feel like a million bucks- 
the fakest of the fake.
Out the cold dark place I cut my teeth, 
I’m finally Rich-
Chief Keef.

HOSPITAL GOWN

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