Shoot
Myrmer
Written: June 2011
Recorded: February 2024

Lyrics:

Notice how the sky looks much too shallow
Shrinking never ends
Never seemed as if it took a toll on you
Oh, lowly shoot, never bend

You lack the eyes to show the sorrow
The voice to speak the grief
A sigh lost with my track of time
A breath to stir your leaves

It's tainted now, black ink sent out to overthrow the sun
Starry eyes ever pry
Ever peer, open up my window
And call out to my soul, wonder why

I have thought, but not been thought of
Asked, and not received
Why don't your eyes reflect my sorrow?
Why can't your voice bring me relief?
Are you even there?

A voice to wake the thunder
Eyes to blind the sun
Hands to rip you to pieces
The heart to wish it undone
A voice with which to tell you
And eyes to make you see
That in a world dishonest
Is nothing to believe
A mind which has been wasted
A soul which has been sold
And you with none of these things
Were more precious to me than gold
Were more precious to me than gold
Were more to me
Oh, more than me

Wounds can heal, memories forget themselves with time
But feelings never die

Shoot

Blossom Man
Myrmer
Written: February 2018
Recorded: July 2024

Lyrics:

I woke up today, eleven-forty A.M.
And I readied myself for the get-up
I swore up and down it wouldn't happen again
But I kept tossing and turning, getting fed up

All night, I talked in my sleep
And if you'd been where you should've, you'd have heard me
Cursing your name and calling back memories
Unaware of the dreams you were disturbing, yeah

The notes in my head on every patch of the wall
Cover all the things that I could say to you
And they get ripped to shreds, I say, with every call
Oh, when I hear your voice, I don't know what to do

I might need to reassess a few things
If I'm going to make it through this undisturbed
The way these emotions knock me off of my feet
Tells me somewhere something very wrong's occurred

You left me face down in the mud
Buried me alive in this hole
But with these tears, I'll grow, and reach as high as I can
I'm going to be a blossom man

The leaves on the floor that stink of yesterday's rot
Bring with every breath a fresh, revolting flash
And roots that we tried for couldn't break through the pot
With how they're fertilized with promises and ash

The light bleeds into my eyes
And lifts away the heavy veil of black
And my vision ignites with ultraviolet respite
And as you fade into color, the terracotta starts to crack

So, say your goodbyes to the sap on the ground
And the frowns that you left down in the dirt
I'm worth so much more than you give
Cloudy days don't tell me how to live

I won't hide away
I'll stay out in the sun
Bring on rainy days
And I'll still be the one
Showing my true colors

I kept tossing and turning, I kept tossing and turning
I kept tossing and turning all night
I said, was feeling the burn, said I kept tossing and turning
Feeling the burn, I would toss, I would turn, come alive

I'll stand up tall on my own
I don't need your trellised support
Won't come up short without you holding my hand
I told you, I'm a blossoming blossom man
Get your water canned

I won't be shy today
I'll play out in the sun

I woke up today, eleven-forty A.M.
And I readied myself for the get-up

Blossom Man

Call It What It Is, Emily
Myrmer
Written: January 2022
Recorded: August 2024

Lyrics:

While I had thoughts of you
You brought in someone new
And I had but to wonder
"How did it come to this?"
I hate to tell you you were wrong
About your vagina bong
That extra opening that's under
Call it what it is

It's an asshole
It's an asshole
You can be crude, but don't be rude
It's your creation, own it, dude
What's that bringing down the mood?
It's an asshole

Call It What It Is, Emily

Spoiler Alert
Myrmer
Written: August 2024
Recorded: November 2024

Lyrics:

This land is gold
How much you think we'll get for the ashes?

Stand for the anthem, hand over beat
Wave proudly your flags, they say we'll defeat
The greatest of evils, we mustn't delay
Our way of life's under attack, they say

To sacrifice today for the next
Bear briefly with some chilling effects
Then to those good old days we'll revert
Spoiler alert

It's a delicate matter, burning of books
It's at their discretion, and you: don't look
Behind the curtain, stay in your lane
You're at their discretion, don't leave a stain

You cheered them while they brought down their fists
On all your neighbors scrawled in their lists
Who's next in line? Oh, haven't you heard?
Spoiler alert

The wave is growing, scream and shout
Your fear is showing, no way out
The great endumbing, lock and load
Thoughts becoming binary code

This land is gold
How much you think we'll get for the ashes?
(This land is gold)
(How much you think we'll get for the ashes?)

They promised you glory when their blood-lust was sated
So you did what you told, gave up logical thinking
But there's no end to the hunger of the beast they created
And who could have foreseen that the in-crowd would be shrinking?

So, how did we get here? Where was the line?
Apathetic complacency, "everything's fine"
In us versus them, hey, you knew your place
It can't be your fault that they lied to your face

We had a decent run, but alas
At least I hear that camp is a gas
Admittedly, the line's a bit blurred
(Come on, say it)
And absolute compliance absurd
(Come on, say it)
But schism in the 'ism of fasc'?
Fucking news flash

Spoiler Alert

Nothing To Do
Myrmer
Written: November 2023
Recorded: January 2024

Lyrics:

I've got nothing to say that hasn't been said
I've donned nothing today that hasn't been shed

I've got nothing to do but see you around
Anytime, anywhere
I've got nothing to do but start feeling down
When you're not here with me

I've felt nothing this way that hasn't been dread
I've been so in the way wherever I tread

I've got nothing to do but hit solid ground
Anyhow, anyway
I've got nothing to do but miss you profound
When you're not here with me

All of the hours stack up
Pin me like a panic attack
The weakest part of my resolve's
The rate at which my heart dissolves
'Cause when I wait, wait, wait for you
I get like there's nothing to do
But feel the endless space between us
Drown me like a raging sea does
Why?
You're the only thing I want
You're the only thing I want

I've got nothing to do but see you around
Anytime, anywhere
I've got nothing to do but start feeling down
When you're not here
I've got nothing to do but hit solid ground
Anyhow, anyway
I've got nothing to do but miss you profound
When you're not here with me

Nothing To Do

Trying To Make The Rent
Myrmer
Written: April 2016
Recorded: July 2025

Lyrics:

Every time you gave leaving me a thought
I knew, 'cause I heard the creaking
Floor beneath your feet before the doorway
The paper's peeling off the wall
I watch rats run down the hall
And I wonder, where do they go? I think I know

Black mold on the mirror hides my reflection
How the hell did this ever pass inspection?

It's a room-for-rent relationship
With dime-a-dozen arguments
A home, sweet home to come to
With no welcome mat in sight
With its power-trip complacency
I can't help going crazy when I
Count up all the feelings that I've spent
Trying to make the rent

The window panes are misaligned
A draft blows through this tattered room
But there's no warmth to be found in your embrace
The lease we signed was just a sham
Utilities are such a scam
And I fear that our deposit is long, long gone

Even if it all goes up in flames
There's no insurance we can claim

'Cause it's a room-for-rent relationship
With back-handed compliments
A place you can rest easy
Knowing nothing's as it seems
With its pick-and-choose hypocrisy
I can't help going crazy when I
Think of all the advice that I've been lent
Trying to make the rent

The pipes are old and rusted
Creaking, groaning, springing leaks
Yeah, these crocodile tears are rotting
The ground beneath our feet

And just because once in a while you'll see
Sparks a-flying, it doesn't mean
It's anything more than faulty wiring
Faulty wiring

Room-for-rent relationship
With dime-a-dozen arguments
Yeah, it's a room-for-rent relationship
With back-handed compliments
It's just a room-for-rent relationship
Emotionally turbulent
The tenants just next door
All have their ears pressed to the wall
And this pregnant insecurity
Oh, god, I'm going crazy, I keep
Counting all the feelings that I've spent
Trying to make the rent
Trying to make the rent

Trying To Make The Rent

Childhood Memories In Slow Motion
Myrmer
Written: June 2019
Recorded: June 2019

Lyrics:

Childhood Memories In Slow Motion

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