The first single to come out as promotion for the release of MILWAUKEE SEASON, as well as being the first track to have an official music video within TUESDAY's discography. This track was released on August 22nd, 2023 and marks a new beginning for this illusive duo.

(Chorus : -TYLERFFF.)
Think I spent my whole night
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Heading away from you
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Beaming's no problem for sure, or me

I think I spent my whole night
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Heading away from you
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Beaming's no problem for sure, or me

(Verse One : -TYLERFFF.)
And it's a lifestyle!
I'm not willing to bear it off, off of myself
Being my own clientele - I'm looking for a problem
Maybe I'm my own one (I spent my)
Mix it with the crossfire
Divvy out the pain left (I spent my)
Levy all the tear drops
Reckon you're all melting
You don't have my best interests in mind why would I fuck with you?
My right eye's been swollen with the way I've been side eyeing you
Fuck that brain I'm mining yours
Tryna dig my way to shore
Only day I'm happy's when I'm eating the source
Only day I'm happy's when I'm eating the source!

(Chorus : -TYLERFFF.)
I think I spent my whole night
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Heading away from you
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Beaming's no problem for sure, or me
I think I spent my whole night
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Heading away from you
Runnin', runnin', runnin'
Beaming's no problem for sure, or me

(Verse Two : FADEDDAVID)
Gonna get going, I gotta run
I mean it from the bottom of my heart, I had fun
Now the get the fuck away from me, I gotta get free
Can you see the problem from where you can be?
The man worth nothing
But I'm wishing for something
Take a deep breath, get a hold of yourself
Understand, I've been there myself
Don't lose your focus and keep your composure
Stand tall because I'm so pure
The dream's coming out, the dream's so true
Lost a lot and I think I'm due
It's my turn to sit atop the throne
Okay, I'm watching
I'll sit back and moan
Fuck two lines, it's less than expected
I've gotta run but I'm leaving respected

(Hook : FADEDDAVID)
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out

(I'm gonna back up just a little bit
Do you just want just a bunch of different ones? Or-)

Pass out, mother fucker, pass out (Left)
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out (Is it too loud though?) (Left, left, left)
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out (Left, left, left)
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out

(Left)
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out
(Left)
Pass out, mother fucker, pass out

MILWUAKEE SEASON

PASS OUT

(Intro: -TYLERFFF.)
Man, we’re a day of the week not the fuckin’ Jonas Brothers
Uh, beat me up until I go numb
Sequin violent colored rum, hey

(Verse One: -TYLERFFF.)
Beat me up until I go numb
Sequin violet colored rum
Bb’s always slam the drums - that’s what I love
Call me crazy but I don’t think any of you are
The more glances round more I’m seeing the same cars
All tasting from safe bars
No royalties paid on
More christ for your system

(Verse Two: FADEDdavid) 
You can back up distressed with undue hatred
I know you preach and pray ceremony and sacred
My words twist and turn and then they'll be repeated
I know what you said about me being conceited
I'm chasing and shaking and rethinking my place
I wore a mask so they won't know my face
I'm swollen and bloated with the weight to exist
I'm afraid I really am going to have to insist

(Hook: -TYLERFFF.)
Y’all want power? Well I need more than that
Instrumental, every track
Racks won’t stack? Let’s challenge rap
Tell me where your pointers at
Y’all know I’m onto that- swerve
On that record get that loop on ‘til we go viral
Y’all want power? Well I need more than that
Instrumental, every track
Racks won’t stack? Let’s challenge rap
Tell me where your pointers at
Y’all know I’m onto that- swerve
On that record get that loop on ‘til we go viral

(Break: -TYLERFFF.)
And you pussies ain’t got no style!
Rompin round like you been dead for a while, not singin’
Yeah you’re professionally not smart
Technically on fire, never once will be higher, now won’t you

(Build: -TYLERFFF.)
I’m a sucker for you
Say the word and I’ll go anywhere, blindly 
I’m a sucker for you, yeah
Any road you take, you know that you’ll find me
No one knows about you, no one knows about you
And you’re making me break my typical rules

(Verse Three: -TYLERFFF.)
I’ve got the high-stakes on this one, pal
Salary evident fast
Why you be forcin’ the dog-pile?
Excuse needed to be on your ass? (Yeah)
I don’t relay with others like that
Individual worker in the grass
Brash, sneaky things - I do that

produced by tyler froenicke
engineered by tyler froenicke
written and performed by tyler froenicke and david froenicke
mixed and mastered by tyler froenicke
lyrics and transcripts by tyler froenicke and david froenicke

MILWAUKEE SEASON

MORGUE

(Intro: -TYLERFFF.)
I got drunk, yes I got fucked up!
Hear me out if you feel me
I got real drunk, testin my luck!
Huh!

(Verse one: -TYLERFFF.)
Download our shit fast
Who know when we sell out?
I'm bumpin' our old shit
Constantly invigorated
I'm touchin', yes, I'm touchin' y'all
Numbers increased - I feel involved
I get no sleep yea, I get no sleep
Harmlessly placing myself
In harmful environments
My mental world up in endings
All tossed up in superstition
I believe all y'all supernatural
I can't get connected with all y'all
I release my inner demons
Exchange me my inner peace
All my thoughts been neutralized
I love me and I am my best
I take care of me in open arms
All day, yes ma'am got straight
Ain't no nicotine today, auntie
I'm stickin' to people who never believed a single second
But harder to all the ones who don't know me but beg my presence
Hm, hm!

(Build: -TYLERFFF.)
I got drunk, yeah I got fucked up
Hear me out if you feel me
I got real drunk, testing my luck!
Huh! (I got real drunk)
I got drunk, yes I got fucked up
Hear me out if you feel me
Now I got real drunk, guess it's my luck!
Yeah, yeah-
(No playground)

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
Sometimes you gotta play round with the drugs
Sometimes you gotta play round with your love
I ain't been missin' I'm fluffin' me up
I ain't been missin' I'm fuckin' it up
I ain't been missing
Sometimes you gotta play round with the drugs
Sometimes you gotta play round with your love
I ain't been missin' I'm fluffin' me up
I ain't been missin' I'm-

(Verse two: FADEDDAVID)
Deep dark secrets hidden inside the lie
I don't think I can fake it I wanna die
Have you seen the sun, the blinding light?
Bitch you should get the fuck outta my sight
I can't hear your voice or see your fucking face
I'm tired of fucking telling you to get out my place
I don't think of you or care a thing about you
I don't fucking hate you, you know I knew
I really just don't give a fuck about you, to be true
The very thing that used to terrify you
I'd sell you to the devil if he'd fucking take you
I know it's over, I know it's through
I can say it's true, the words behind me
I've meant every one as well as I can see
How far away are you? Away from here?
I can't take it or face it this inevitable fear

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
Sometimes you gotta play round with the drugs
Sometimes you gotta play round with your love
I ain't been missin' I'm fluffin' me up
I ain't been missin' I'm- (yeah)
Sometimes you gotta play round with the drugs
Sometimes you gotta play round with your love
I ain't been missin' I'm fluffin' me up
I ain't been missin' I'm fuckin' it, ah!

(End: FADEDDAVID)
I can say it's true, the words behind me
I've meant every one as well as I can see
How far away are you?

MISSING POSTER

(Verse One: FADEDdavid)
I know you don't understand why I move this way
Better stick around so you can figure me out one day
Devil’s movement lives high in the brain
I know there's a lot of properties who feel the same
He comes to bed with tall horn and black breath
All I dream is broken black and screaming death
There’s a gorgeous high brow society here for you
But you have to kill everything and pay your due
You're not built for that sinister type shit
But I'm always here waiting and pining to do this
Got the recipe for the ultimate motion
But you have to understand the devil's potion
But you have no problem disobeying your savior
I've done everything I can think to try and save her
So you got it figured out my motives and desire
I'd rather burn in hell then serve thy old fuckin’ liar

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
Everytime I feel this way
I bring it out on the ones that I love and hate
Don’t condemn my behavior, trust me
I might come back and buy you a loveless home-scene

(Verse Two: FADEDdavid)
D-d-d-d-d-d-devil’s fuckin’ potion
It's always moving rotation in motion
D-d-d-d-d-d- devil’s meeting quotient
I'm not sure what gave you the notion
D-d-d-d-d-d-devil’s fuckin’ potion
It's always moving rotation in motion
D-d-d-d-d-d- devil’s meeting quotient
I'm not sure what gave you the notion
Better back up bitch and give me my space
It's not time for you to show up here saving face
What have you given back to better my grace?
I can't think of one thing I need for the fast pace

(Chorus)
Everytime I feel this way
I bring it out on the ones that I love and hate
Don’t condemn my behavior, trust me
I might come back and buy you a loveless home-scene
Everytime I feel this way (This way)
I bring it out on the ones that I love and hate (Oh, I hate)
Don’t condemn my behavior, trust me
I might come back and buy you a loveless home-scene

(Bridge: -TYLERFFF.)
D-d-d-d-d-d-d- don’t fuck with me
D-d-d-d-d-d- you ain’t no son to me
D-d-d-d-d-d- you ain’t no fun
I’m the future bum, d-d-d-d-d-d

(Chorus)
Everytime I feel this way
I bring it out on the ones that I love and hate
Don’t condemn my behavior, trust me
I might come back and buy you a loveless home-scene
Everytime I feel this way
I bring it out on the ones that I love and hate
Don’t condemn my behavior, trust me
I might come back and buy you a loveless home-scene

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engineered by david froenicke and tyler froenicke
written and performed by tyler froenicke and david froenicke
mixed and mastered by tyler froenicke
lyrics and transcripts by tyler froenicke and david froenicke

DEVIL'S POTION

(Verse One: -TYLERFFF.)
It's not my image, now is it?
Being the cruel wizard who no one forgets
I can't stress
It's not my picture - this is not some fun mystery
I've been open all day, open all year
No one digs this
If you're confused with me, why not just sit in it?
Find out if my jointed tellings fill ligaments
And you're still bitchin'
(And you're still bitchin')

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
It's all in everything that you read!
Feed me, please
I know it's hard to indulge these things
Seam break, seam

(Verse two: FADEDDAVID)
One, two, three, four!
Hello, where are my score?
I was tryna find my focus, by my side it's a plus
Simple math and arithmetic, it's not magic and it's not a trick
*-Blazen trees and lock me down-*
You stripped the throat, I stole the crown
Space drops at exponential rate - I've come to grips!
Not meeting up with fate

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
It's all in everything that you read!
Feed me, please
I know it's hard to indulge these things
Seam break, seam
It's all in everything that you read!
Feed me, please
I know it's hard to indulge these things
Seam break

Seam, break
Seam, break

It's all in everything that you read!
Feed me, please
I know it's hard to indulge these things
Feed me

It's all in everything that you read!
Feed me, please
I know it's hard to indulge

Seam, break
Seam, break
Seam, break
Seam, break
Seam

produced by tyler froenicke
engineered by tyler froenicke
written and performed by tyler froenicke and david froenicke
mixed and mastered by tyler froenicke
lyrics and transcripts by tyler froenicke and david froenicke

TUESDAY

(Verse One: -TYLERFFF.)
Trickle-down economics
I throw my talent in the mix
The broadcast facing backwards faces backwards
Faces feedback faces division within my family jungle
That’s my struggle, that’s my misguidedness when it comes to explanation
Facing a cloud that I wake up in
Wondering when I’ll stick my hand down
grasping words to describe my own come-uppance
Sucks when the story’s pangeatic
I feel stuck in my own attic
Pills that divert my attention plague me in that I’ve started to question
Where my true-self ends and when I’ll see the light again
Sucks that life’s gon’ suck again
Sucks to suck without a friend
Big dividends leaving nothing
Big plants in my room, no water
I look up and see the crawlers
Balls and ass becoming fathers - suckin’

(Chorus: - TYLERFFF. & FADEDdavid)
IDK TBH, LOL
IDK TBH, LOL
IDK TBH, LOL
I don’t know to be honest

(Verse 2: FADEDdavid)
Big dick energy with white man’s problem
Live in Staten Island but my heart is out in Harlem
Grew up middle class but living adult poor
Couldn’t quite make a deal leaving me wanting more
Now I write my story hiding behind these verses
Trying to tell the truth in between all my fucking curses
Never try to be someone when that someone is not me
I learned a long time ago without a family tree
Shake and dodge fuck or fight where the fuck is the heat
I’m turning into jesus, humbled, washing your feet
I’m a snake and wolf hiding amongst the sheep
All you have left to carry is all you can keep
Turn round and run count it, count it by tens
I’m sweating like the mother fucker knows all my sins

(Bridge: -TYLERFFF.)
Spot check my chess-mate
Spot check my sex
Spot check my sex, mates, my sex plays
Spot check my sex
Spot check my chess-mate
Spot check my sex, hey
Spot check my sex, mates, my sex plays
Spot check my sex

(Chorus: - TYLERFFF. & FADEDdavid)
IDK TBH, LOL
(I really don’t know what to think of it, ah!)
IDK TBH, LOL
(I really can’t help not giving a shit, ah)
IDK TBH, LOL
(You think of me and that’s pretty odd)
I don’t know to be honest
(Think of me - the satanic god)

IDK TBH, LOL
(I really don’t know what to think of it, ah!)
IDK TBH, LOL
(I really can’t help not giving a shit, ah)
IDK TBH, LOL
(You think of me and that’s pretty odd)
I don’t know to be honest

(Verse Three: -TYLERFFF.)
Bitches know I’m goin’ up
I still fuck like I’m freezin’ up
Oh, bitches know I’m goin’ up
I still fuck like I’m freezin’ up
I’m yellin’ ‘til I throw up
Blockin’ bodies that might go up
Satiating the crowding feeling
You know I’m stupid stuck-up, baby
Yellin’ ‘til I fuck up
Restart all my tracks then go up
Release all my shit then blow up
Fuck the single-lady fuck-ups, baby
Cumming’s just a feeling, baby
Text me then go stale
I know why I fly like I do’s why I feel stuck in the middle
Yet the crevices in my brain start to feel little and shriveled, yeah
I should settle grieving, yeah
Blow right from the start
So by the time you pay your dues and listen - you can sleep alright
Sight’s a lie I find I ended founding not near strong by fight but
Say ok, forget I’m here
Take every sentence - delete it from your ear
Make me co-dependent, then leave me in the dirt
God’s in every question you ask me so why would I conquer?
You remind me of myself every night, right before I turn

produced by tyler froenicke
engineered by tyler froenicke
written and performed by tyler froenicke, david froenicke and Milwaukee Boy
track art by tyler froenicke
mixed and mastered by tyler froenicke
lyrics and transcripts by tyler froenicke and david froenicke

IDK TBH LOL

PUNK STUFFING

FKA CRAZY

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
Somethin’s seeping through, could it be it’s you?
Feel it in my psyche, dating kids that act just like me
Yeah, likely
Throw invitations out, damn you’re just like me
You see it now, don’tcha?
Somethin’s seeping through, could it be it’s you?
Feel it in my psyche, dating kids that act just like me
Yeah, likely
Throw invitations out, damn you’re just like me
You see it now, don’tcha?

(Verse One: -TYLERFFF.)
Furious
How come you take shit so serious?
I’m not so sorry about what I’ve done
Limits get pushed and I’m limited, ah!
It’s all in instinct, never what you muster
Putting fans up to the phantomless lover
Ghosts try to flirt with me, I’m takin’ cover
Music companionship brothers
The union don’t know what’s gon’ hit ‘em with this one
That’s attitude breaking inside the message
I’m hard at work without any true mention
T.F.

(Pre-Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
I know you’ve got it, some summer rain
Some summer rain
I know you’ve got it, some summer rain
Some summer rain
I know you’ve got it, some summer rain
Some summer rain

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF. & Milwaukee Boy)
Somethin’s seeping- (What-?) -you?
Feel it in my psyche, dating kids that act just like me
Yeah, likely
Throw invitations out, damn you’re just like me (I didn’t even know that was there!)
Da- da- damn you’re just like me
You see it now?
Da- da-
Damn you’re just like me
You see it now?
Don’tcha, don’tcha
See it now?
Yeah- likely, throwin’, yeah like-
Somethin’s seeping through, could it be it’s you?
Feel it in my psyche, dating kids that act just like me

(Verse Two: FADEDdavid)
I know you said that I'd never get out
Talkin’ to me like I've never had clout
Speaking down to me like I never seen it
Looking at me like I never been shit
You think you got a real big life
A real big house and a real nice wife, yeah
Can't fathom the things I've seen
The things I've done I could be so mean, nah
With your brain in the small town
You're a big fish in a small crown
Don't understand it - must be idiotic
Have to be stupid or fucking psychotic
Why you gotta tell me what to think?
I'm awake and hiding in prison sink
Safer there then anywhere, it’s anger
Shaping my shadow, become a fucking stranger

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
Somethin’s seeping through, could it be it’s you?
Feel it in my psyche, dating kids that act just like me
Yeah, likely
Throw invitations out, damn you’re just like me
You see it now
Don’tcha
Somethin’s seeping through, could it be it’s you?
Feel it in my psyche, dating kids that act just like me
Yeah, likely
Throw invitations out, damn you’re just like me

(Post-Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
I know you’ve got it, some summer rain
Some summer rain
I know you’ve got it, some summer rain
Some summer rain

(End: Milwaukee Boy)
He’s doin’ really good so far
Tryin’ to get my audio… right
Tune it down a bit

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engineered by tyler froenicke
written and performed by tyler froenicke,david froenicke and Milwaukee Boy
mixed and mastered by tyler froenicke
lyrics and transcripts by tyler froenicke

MUNCIE

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
I heart style but I’ll never learn yours, why?
Who knows what they know
I pop out and I’m tusslin’ you like
One, two, three - crescendo
I heart style but I’ll never learn yours, why?
Who knows what they know
I pop out and I’m tusslin’ you like
One, two, three - crescendo

(Verse One: -TYLERFFF.)
I crossed your path and I couldn’t help myself
I know, I know, I know no one feels okay with it, uh
But it’s all my fault, I guess so
All my life turned tornado, oh

(Chorus)
I pop out and I’m tusslin’ you like
One, two, three - crescendo
I heart style but I’ll never learn yours, why?
Who knows what they know
I heart style but I’ll never learn yours, why?
Who knows what they know
I pop out and I’m tusslin’ you like
One, two, three - crescendo

(Build: -TYLERFFF.)
All hands off my family
Instincts my simulation
Oh, not so atypical now are you?
This is what I thought you were talkin’ about

(Verse Two: FADEDdavid)
My word if you find yourself in hell just keep goin’
Burned, blistered, bloated, I’ve never stopped hopin’
Made deals with the devil, my man in red
Made deals with the devil, my man in red
Made deals with the devil, my man in red
God promise your people are dead, uh

(Verse Three: FADEDdavid)
I gave them a voice and I lit the fire
Hands reachin’ up to all required
I’m tired of being abused
Me that’s been abused, that’s me that’s been abused
Blame and name, all of them involved
Not fuckin’ stopping ‘til it’s all resolved
Screamin’, and sing it, it is a crescendo
I’ve been known to make the innuendo
Forget about the pages you’ve read
Forget about the pages you’ve read
They read, I’m dead under said

(Chorus: -TYLERFFF.)
I heart style but I’ll never learn yours, why?
Who knows what they know
I pop out and I’m tusslin’ you like
One, two, three - crescen-
I heart style but I’ll never learn yours, why?
Who knows what they know
I pop out and I’m tusslin’ you like
One, two, three - crescendo

(Verse Four: -TYLERFFF.)
Every time I open up y’all make me more cynical
Waste money on minerals, that’s my main two concerns after all
Seams dribbling up
Pillowing speech - constant afternoon schedule
Peak - never gon’ reach it
If you knew all my b-sides you’d catch sickness
I’m not your lover, why would you console me?
We’re as good lovers as Ed, Edd n’ Eddy
If I succeed I’ll be bustin’ confetti
My performance bussin’ don’t know if you’re ready
Feeling my brain too much, went to the store
While my clever bitch tell me that I’m toned
I’d drop that bitch and head off to the road
If I could do so, I’d work plenty for more

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engineered by tyler froenicke
written and performed by tyler froenicke and david froenicke
mixed and mastered by tyler froenicke
lyrics and transcripts by tyler froenicke

CRESCENDO

SUPER BABY KEEM

Planes (2x2)

TUESDAY, -Tylerfff., FADEDdavid, JHANE GUDALL
2020-present

MISSING POSTER

pro-AMBUMAN Records

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