Respiro

LYRICS:

(Alright-)

Some days I’m a wreck, and some days I’m a catastrophe 
You people make me sick, I might need some antihistamine 
I think I’m allergic to societal stupidity 
Which one for my breakfast? Hm,
Ketamine or kerosene?

I’m not what you like, but I might be what you want
There is always love and lust, but which is more a must?
You be advocating peace while you sneak and pull the plug
Shedding crocodile tears or alligator blood?
You wouldn’t be right, and you wouldn’t be wrong 
Is all fair in love and war? Only time will be the judge

Too much focus on your epithets and not enough epiphanies
My brain is going insane
Crashing like a plane 
Or like the economy 
Preach to the weak, scream at the wall
We rise divided and apart we fall
There will be no courtesy curtain calls
Abismally asinine show overall

I’m not what you like, but I might be what you want
There is always love and lust, but which is more a must?
You be pity-preaching peace while you sneak and pull the plug
Are you shedding crocodile tears or alligator blood?

You would not be in the right, and you won’t be in the wrong 
Shedding crocodile tears or alligator blood?
Is all fair in love and war? Only time will be the judge
Shedding crocodile tears and alligator blood 

Shedding crocodile tears or shedding alligator blood?
Celebrate or grieve in wake, what will become of us?

CROCODILE TEARS//ALLIGATOR BLOOD (prod. wex.)

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This track is a wistful, poetic timewarp, a meditation on modern life through the lens of forgotten wonders and surreal, everyday observations. Laced with soft chaos and quiet rebellion, it imagines a world where pigeons speak in code, cats orchestrate hallway revolutions, and geese guard ancient truths.

With verses that thread together late-night introspection, secondhand sentiment, and subtle grief for a world that might’ve already peaked somewhere between a plastic karaoke machine and the pages of a 1998 Argos catalogue, the song captures that haunting "in-between" feeling: too modern to go back, too distracted to go forward, but deeply yearning for something real.

Copyright © [Laura Keable] 2025. All rights reserved.
Lyrics and concept are original works and protected under copyright law. Duplication or use without permission is prohibited.


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