Track 3 of 16 "THE PITIFUL PEOPLE GALLERY"

The project: "It’s kinda like #theatrical meets #darkcabaret, meets #rap, and it's rather #contemplative, #angsty, and #satire, all at the same time."

Written, produced, mixed, and mastered independently. This recording is the exclusive property of “MR. IMAGINATION MUSIC” copyright pending, 2023-2024.

Lyrics:
When the bough breaks
Bare the consequence of no mistake 
Dissociated panic, an eternal neck ache
Manic thoughts, night terrors, prone to keeping me awake
I, shake, pull the curtain, close the gate
Pretending to be fine, is a skill at which I’m great
I can not control my thoughts, I just over complicate
I can draw up a conclusion I could never illustrate
Awake, there’s a monster that is shown
Lurking when I hear the subtle noises in my home
Nighttime, in the morning, hardly matters, I’m alone
I’m a restless over-thinker frightened most of the unknown
So, so, I flick the light I’m longing for
I am puzzled if I’m still dreaming, I’m not sure anymore
I once saw my mother on the floor, EMTs were at the door
And every night I’d see it like a fucking encore

Silence spawns
Nightmares that carry on
And my angels sing along
Where is the dawn
That I rely upon
I can’t wait til the fear is gone
Turn the lights on
Silence spawns
Nightmares that carry on
And my angels sing along
Where is the dawn
That I rely upon
When the lights can’t be foregone
Leave them on

I feel the weight of my breath
With every minute passing is one closer to death
All in all, time is borrowed and, then it is theft
So ironic that I love to spend it wasting what’s left
In the blaring silence of my dark room
Overhead shadows, cast from the nightlight would loom
Trapped in a vivid mind state of my doom
Not a fucking thing unusual as you would assume
Like you thought I always ought to be
For you I’ll bury trauma with my individuality
Please, please, yell at me I’m panicking it’s agony
And smile to the world, always cover up the apathy
Cause no one really knows you when they’re not in your head
You’re alone in there until the very day that you’re dead
Swift dread, hit the lights instead
Now, tell me who’s the real monster under my bed

Silence spawns
Nightmares that carry on
And my angels sing along
Where is the dawn
That I rely upon
I can’t wait til the fear is gone
Turn the lights on
Silence spawns
Nightmares that carry on
And my angels sing along
Where is the dawn
That I rely upon
When the lights can’t be foregone
Leave them on

I can not take it anymore
I can not take it anymore
No more
I can not take it anymore
No more

Silence spawns
Nightmares that carry on
And my angels sing along
Where is the dawn
That I rely upon
I can’t wait til the fear is gone
Turn the lights on
Silence spawns
Nightmares that carry on
And my angels sing along
Where is the dawn
The dawn that I rely upon
When the lights can’t be foregone
Leave them on

LEAVE THE LIGHTS ON!

It’s kinda like #theatrical meets #darkcabaret, meets #rap, and it's rather #contemplative, #angsty, and #satire, all at the same time.

Debut album “THE PITIFUL PEOPLE GALLERY” Parts 1 & 2: 10/10/2024.

All content herein is written, produced, mixed, and mastered independently. Audio recordings are the intellectual property of “MR. IMAGINATION MUSIC” exclusively.