Artists on this track:

Malory Cameron: vocals, harmonica
David Wildman: acoustic guitar, electric guitar, organ, background vocals
Matthew Gruenberg: bass guitar
Dan Hughes: drums

Self Eulogy

the first song from my Album That I Am Going To Shit Out Before The Semester Ends, God Dammit

I have enough time to finish recording it as long as I don't behave like an absolute idiot (which might happen, stay tuned)


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Caught me shoegazing like some lo-fi band,
A desperate beer in each one of my hands,
I’ll dance the night away to prove it’s great.
Ten minutes later, repetitive lines,
Valencia filters are passing the time,
the photo’s flash has made my eyes
Appear to be the ghostly kind

but I’ve sunk into music just like the dead sea
I try and go further but buoyancy floats me,
semi sobriety,
an unconscious mess I guess I’ll never be

that’s fine, I’ll pop sugar pills all night
alright i’ll pop sugar pills all night

I can’t see a thing in the haze around me
I’m still having fun cause I know I should be
when will I stop being such a dumb kid and go
wherever real life is?

But why would I lie when I said I won’t?
I know that I am damned if I do or if I don’t.
But that’s fine, as I’ll pop sugar pills all night,
all right, all right,
placebo-ing on friday night.

I’m just a weed growing out of the wall - 
it’s an obvious secret that’s kept by us all 
tonight, but this will die with me,
I’ll bury it deep in my broken phone screen
alright, till the backlight kills my sight

But tell me that funny things don’t go away
and promise we’ll keep being stupid all day
so hey, who needs life anyway?
let’s stay immature and let's not ever stray 

all right, let’s pop sugar pills all night
all right, 

I can’t see a thing in the haze around me
I’m still having fun cause I know I should be
when will I stop being such a dumb kid and go
wherever real life is?

But why would I lie when I said I won’t?
I know that I am damned if I do or if I don’t.
But that’s fine, as I’ll pop sugar pills all night,
all right, all right,
all right,
placebo-ing on friday night.

Self Eulogy

Lady Malory