Lonely Planet (demo)

And I will cook the books
Undersell your hooks
Discount amounts you took 
I'll be just another white-collar crook

I'll write off the checks
My love foolishly invests
Or I'll clutch my worthless bets
Till the bubble bursts inside my chest

Mind in the drink
Oh oh, you got me
Just let me think
No no, please stop me

Follow the funds
You can tell I've got you pegged
At an alarming rate
I'm too deep in the red
There's still a long bill to pay

I'll lowball all you're worth
In a band of boorish blurts
How your heart fell from your shirt
Oh the gems you'll unearth digging through dirt

But she's got another dress
With fabric on pretense
She's spent my last defense
A woman to the point of excess

Mind in the drink
Oh oh, you got me
Just let me think
No no, please stop me

Trace from the start
All the twisted, tangled threads
From my heart of hearts
To my head of heads
There's still a long way to go

I reserve the right
To get frantic and sauced
Resent that which I've got
Regret that which I've lost
Need the freedom
To get brokenhearted
Reset take the long way
Back to where I started

Mind in the drink
Oh oh, you got me
Just let me think
No, please stop me

Follow the funds
You can tell I've got you pegged
At an alarming rate
I'm too deep in the red
Trace from the start
All the twisted, tangled threads
From my heart of hearts
To my head of heads
There's still a long way to—

Just let me think!

Music and lyrics by Nick Lupinetti 2010
Recorded by Little Wolves 2011

In The Red [Little Wolves] (2011)

We grabbed high rises by their eaves
And dragged the cities to their knees
Never sated, we devastated
Wealthy belfries into pennies

By the hour we were finished
The world was hanging off its hinges
The rivers wept cold and wet
For fish beneath the burning bridges

So cast your nets
For castanets
And drink down another
Molten sunset

We fall upon a squalid dawn
And every thermal, we refuse
But extract us from the cactus because
The fact is, life is learning how to lose

As deserts go
It hurts to grow
Our hearts exposed,
Gravity lets go

This is no big deal
This is no big deal at all
This is no big thing, it stings 
But we'll sing and we'll heal

Music and lyrics by Nick Lupinetti 2008
Recorded by Little Wolves 2011, vocals recorded 2024

High Rises [Little Wolves] (2011)

If the glaciers don’t melt on their way here
They’ll mow us down right where we are standing
So I guess it’s either us or it’s them
And the mob churns in bloodthirsty chanting

The sky is gray like even morning objects
To the hangover under its forehead
Lying back and looking up in the air
Evaporating lakes wait for the warheads

Told myself that I could finally breathe in
Once the world had finally finished ending

Every day a few more memories of you
Lose the battle with natural selection
Your photos used to have their run of this place
Now they’re under review for protection
 
The rest stand like a redwood grove
With their bark set to spark under matches
I could almost smell your hair in my face
But I choke on the smoke and the ashes

Told myself that I could finally breathe in
Once the world had finally finished ending
How embarrassing to find me kneeling
Gasping underneath a starless ceiling

When the aliens arrive at last
And ask what happened here
Can you imagine those big, black, sad eyes
After flying light years

Apologies for the mess, who would guess
The threat of these historical gaps
This is just what eternal sunshine
Looks like over ice caps

Music and lyrics by Nick Lupinetti 2024

Natural Selection

It’s moving how much the relocations cost
It’s haunting how many ghostings I have watched
And darling I lost count of all the streams I’ve crossed

It’s tiring to breathe this vehicle exhaust
Inspiring for lungs to fill before they’re squashed
My tank’s running on empty, maybe that explains the fumes
But I’ve come too far to turn back now, I’ve got a lot of miles to lose

It’s shocking how fast the buzz can leave the air
Unthinking of me to be devil may care
But darling, I’m wired to take some stupid dares

It’s disarming how my shields clang against the floor
It’s alarming to wake up to you walking out the door
But I don't care about danger, even when my stomach churns
The acid’s rising up higher, but I’ve got plenty heart to burn

Music and lyrics by Nick Lupinetti 2024

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