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~lyrics~

we cut too close yeah yeah
i was happy with dim lights and baggy clothes
i feel my skin about to decompose
i just wanna dance
but you wanna hold my hand
you’ve been giving me a bloody nose
wasn’t in my plans to fall so deep on my cold feet yeah

take it or just leave me yeah yeah
but your naked eye can’t see me
got me looking 8-bit on your tv screen oh
goddamn, goddamn
baby i don’t wanna seem so fucking stupid
and you don’t wanna feel my flaws and my mood shifts
tryna make a deal we can’t undo it no no
goddamn, goddamn

and you can tell your friends that you forgot i existed yeah
and we can hide our heads i feel so close at a distance
lips taste like lemonade
pheromones you emanate
freaked out on the second date
neptune in retrograde
go ghost in a getaway
95 on the 78
the feelings never went away, went away no

take it or just leave me yeah yeah
but your naked eye can’t see me
got me looking 8-bit on your tv screen oh
goddamn, goddamn
take it or just leave me yeah yeah
but your naked eye can’t see me
got me looking 8-bit on your tv screen oh
goddamn, goddamn
baby i don’t wanna seem so fucking stupid
and you don’t wanna feel my flaws and my mood shifts
tryna make a deal we can’t undo it no no
goddamn, goddamn

dammit

sydney 

a LUCA+THE CAT+QUARTERMOON story

circa december 2020

stream

sydney

covered some of my favorite songs <3

co-prod. wishlane & soutjay

songs covered:
burbank house - tsubi club
endlessly - bixby
heck - underscores
morris island - soupandreas
rosier/punk2 - brakence
sydney - gabby start
santa monica - aries
peace sounds - james ivy

thank you for the inspiration

songs that keep me sane

co prod gabbyyyyyyyyy

you told me to stay, when i said this town is just another circle of hell
you don’t have to break but you find yourself counting the times you fell
i and was watching all your situations barring the missed occasions with silent regret
when you said you could never love again
too many dark rooms filled with nights to forget

you had a ripped top
black jeans
oversized everything
asked me for a light and your eyes cut like a knife
said you wanted, you wanted me
but you never wanna perceive yourself
like everyone else, so baby
call it what you want

call it what you want

you could never be wrong
cause this night will go on
and the dj keeps playing that stupid drake song

and you said
i’m just so tired of these kids going places to do coke in the bathroom and it’s like nobody wants to have fun and everyone just wants to get fucked up so

maybe i could never love again
in all these dark rooms filled with nights to regret

you had a ripped top
black jeans
oversized everything
asked me for a light and your eyes cut like a knife
said you wanted, you wanted me
but you never wanna perceive yourself
like everyone else, so baby
call it what you want

call it what you want

i’m tired of this aggression
faking love and self obsession
nobody’s got good intentions
where’s the ending

am i lost to find consistent
when people are persistent
in their own twisted way of living
i guess we call it what we want

you had a ripped top
black jeans
oversized everything
asked me for a light and your eyes cut like a knife
said you wanted, you wanted me
but you never wanna perceive yourself
like everyone else, so baby
call it what you want
call it what you want
call it what you want

Call it what you want (co p. gabby start)

drywall (w/ patchymate)

llctheband.com

written & produced by jacob geoffrey & austin steele
add. synth production by madeleine birdsell
add. drum engineering by max morgen

So you tell me on your casual side
we’re reading too much into living with irrational eyes
but you never wanted to save the world
you wanted to say i told you so

(say what you mean, say what you mean, say)

Face, pavement sky
Scorched earth telling lies

Get relevant
Or you’re better off dying
Dying

Silence is god damn hysteria
Say what you mean, say what you mean
Get good or get god, he’ll say to you
Say what you mean

Run it back

The state shift isn’t my fault,
I’m just a kid trying to invent a new mascot
So maybe choose a hill to die on,
it’s required if you wanted to pass

(say what you mean, say what you mean, say)

False gods don’t try,
is your world on fire?

Get relevant
Or you’re better off dying
Dying

Silence is god damn hysteria
Say what you mean, say what you mean
Get good or get god, he’ll say to you
Say what you mean

Beauty stasis
Cultures fading
When did we all get so jaded?
Well the money’s buying all of the attention we accrue
And it’s up to the computers to decide what we consume
I’ve been told that getting rid of everything is overdue
Everybody wants some honesty but no one tells the truth, yeah

Say what you mean, say what you mean
Say what you mean, say what you mean
Say what you mean, say what you mean
Say what you mean, say what you mean

Say what you mean

sleeping by the lake on the shore, i got my sheets on the floor
spiral down, cursed to explore what i just couldn't ignore
yea you've got some shit you won't show, i've got a bit of my own
i hate the way you broke down the door, as if i wasn't alone

and something bout the way that you touch my shoulder makes my blood cold
i wouldn't have admitted i hate myself until we got close

late night, bad dream
what a fuss, whats it mean
i'm in every scene, don't wanna talk about it
call me, every day
spit it out, run away
i can't replace what you've been lost without yeah
i'm a paper stevia packet
you're cocaine wrapped in plastic
who wants another line?
don't you think that it was so tragic
remembering the things that we laughed at
or did you wanna cry?

something bout the way that you hold my gaze is like a knife fight
like every single word is a firework caught in a bush fire
something bout the way that you touch my shoulder makes it alright
lower my defense and you stab my back like you're a vampire

vampire

llctheband.com

add. production by gabby start
add. writing by Stevie Bill and Chris Murphy

this is what you wanted
tell all your friends we started
tell all your people that we’re ditching the stop signs, full speed we’re running to the

hills that we die on every
day that they keep forgetting
the kids are on their own they’re killing the pastime, everything could be ending today

you want someone, you love someone, you go and sing
nanananana
we lock down and we fall, the kids are running, screaming
nanananana

you think you know, you think you know it’s what you sound like
you think you know, you think you know it’s what you sound like
you think you know, you think you know it’s what you sound like
you think you know, you think you know it’s what you sound like

this is what you wanted

because they’re telling us the house is turning green and the kids are getting bluer and all the windows full of talking heads saying that they knew it
when all the boys and girls are stuck trying on each other’s shoes and 
they’re singing

nananananananana

you want someone, you love someone, you go and sing
nanananana
we lock down and we fall, the kids are running, screaming
nanananana

this is what you wanted
this is what you wanted
this is what you wanted
this is what you wanted

The kids are on their own

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uh oh
got glitter on my cheekbones looking for the way things go
like tangling timelines
control
call that something to relinquish, you dont wanna break no bones
cause you know the choreo
you go dumb check one 
dancing in the kitchen all alone piss drunk
crossing out the promises you wrote last month
to spill those guts again
i'm falling out my skin
my hips keep shaking like
boy you pull me down again
blue candy skeleton
your lipstick tasted like gum
stuck to my mouth again
part three
fool reversed, you're giving it back to me
getting down in all my dreams
so let that sugar rush delude me
peel my face away, pollute me
got me walking kinda goofy at you know
i go dumb check one 
dancing in the kitchen all alone piss drunk
crossing out the promises i wrote last month
to spill my guts again
i'm falling out my skin
my hips keep shaking like
boy you pull me down again
blue candy skeleton
your lipstick tasted like gum
stuck to my mouth again
dont go
off to who knows where again
you know
what i think about, please dont make me say it now
i'm falling out my skin
my hips keep shaking like
boy you pull me down again
blue candy skeleton
your lipstick tasted like gum
stuck to my mouth again


gum!

Grit, chrome, and gasoline.
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It’s the sound of engines screaming under neon skies, brotherhood in the burnout lane, and the fire that keeps outlaws chasing freedom one race at a time.

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