Name: Telling Me Something by Nolan Garrett
Duration: 2 min 39 s
Description: thanks Lucienne Nghiem and Alex Dunaway for the cover art

Diners is Tyler Broderick and his friends from Phoenix, AZ.  Check out more from Diners on Bandcamp here: http://diners.bandcamp.com

Diners - "Could Be Real"

Give Me Reason (prod. Worn-Tin)

'Preoccupied' music video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySeKJT5dauQ

Spotify

Preoccupied

First single off the upcoming debut LP "Flavour" (2018) 

Written and performed by Paul Cherry in Chicago, Illinois
with the help of:
Shubu
Mathew Roberts
Ben Joseph
R. Andrew Humphrey
Greg Obis

Artwork by Camilo Medina

LYRICS:
Looking through my phone 
Messages that I know I shouldn't send, already sent 
We used to be a major chord
you were the third, I the fourth
Stuck in dissonance, 
Our love a punishment

I've got you crying

And I'm wishing that you would stay, 
Would you love me one more day? 
Like yesterday
And I'm looking inside your brain, 
To see your mind's already made
From yesterday 

Shackled up just friends,
Stuck in dreams of when we were again
I can't begin
Sifting through the same songs baby, 
Looking for the one that makes me think of you, the way I used to do back when I was your fool 

And now I'm crying 

And I'm wishing that you would stay, 
Would you love me one more day? 
Like yesterday
And I'm looking inside your brain, 
To see your mind's already made
From yesterday 

Lost and so alone, writing songs I know that don't make sense, and have no end...

Flavour

Like Yesterday

Swim through the darkness.

A song I made in my bedroom.
Trumpet - Sullivan Heywood 
Mixed/Mastered: Jye Geltch

SWIM (ft. Sullivan Heywood)

The beginning of a long and arduous spiral - debut singles from yours truly.

This Just In

https://open.spotify.com/track/2yfb8QdtPhgB3OL94Oy00i?si=msPUWihLTXOaf3Ztolx5yA

Lately I can't concentrate
Stuck in this revolving door
I cant even meditate
I just wind up sitting on the floor
Pick my brain, jog my memory, remember me
Walk my dog, thats my remedy, no pedigree
Ramble on, got no meaning, just a melody
Fuck what your job says 
Fuck all your dumb friends

Now I'm that friend thats always flakes 
At home eating beans and playing bass
Slept in cuz I stayed up late
But fuck it I'm on summer break
Psychedelic tendencies and unborn fetus industries
Destructions finest prophecies all flow like natural energies
Free thinkers imitate when greed is what we generate 
Can't recreate what isn't made
Is freedom real or is it fake. . .

Dumb Friends

Hit Or Miss

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•Lyrics•

Saturday morning blues
I’m thinking about last night
Too many regrets, too many cigarettes 
Saturday morning blues

We were awake past 5 am
We watched the sunlight peak through the blinds
I know it’s no good for my health
But I’m no expert at listening to myself

Saturday morning blues
I’m thinking about last night
Too many regrets, too many cigarettes 
Saturday morning blues

It’s just a routine now
Late nights got me feeling upside down
All the same, every weekend
I don’t recommend this lifestyle
 
Saturday morning blues
I’m thinking about last night
Too many regrets, too many cigarettes 
Saturday morning blues

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Telling Me Something

Nolan Garrett

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