Like a screaming bercow

LYRICS:
I found a Twinkie on the floor
It stuck to the bottom of my combat boot
But most of it was fine
So I ate it anyway 
And thought it tasted real strange
Real strange, curious

Then I thought 
I could find another one
So I closed my eyes and thought about the time
That my mind conjured things
That fantasy awaits
Brought one into life
That Twinkie was a phantom

Phantom
Phantom
That Twinkie was a phantom
Twinkie was a phantom

Cream filling so soft
It’s like a dream
Better even yet
When you lick it from your feet

Mmmm, cream fillings a dream
Sponge cake holds the dream inside it

It’s consuming my thoughts
It’s all I can think
It’s not really real
That Twinkie was a phantom

Maybe I’ll just give in
Let our mind make it real
Create a new realm
Where thoughts manifest

Brain levels up higher and higher
Synapse trigger to start a brain fire
Stay in focus then walk across thin wire
Maybe I’ll be fine someday, someday

Can these thoughts go away
They’re cryin’ for help
These heads are too tender
Twinkie was a phantom

Rodeos and lassos can’t catch us
If we tuck away our little sponge cake
Hide inside on a soft little pastry cream
Then dream and drift away

Cream filling so soft it’s like a dream
Better even yet when you lick it from your feet

Cream fillings a dream
Sponge cake holds the dream inside it.

I found a Twinkie on the floor
It stuck to the bottom of my combat boot
But most of it was fine
So I ate it anyway 
And thought it tasted real strange
Real strange, curious

Then I thought 
I could find another one
So I closed my eyes and thought about the time
That my mind conjured things
That fantasy awaits
And brought one into life
That Twinkie was a phantom

Twinkie Was A Phantom

LYRICS:
You are way up there
Far away from earthly feelings
Drifting in and out

Admiring whatever
Is out there
Taking you so very far
Away from us

Can it be that much better
Can't you communicate
The distraction
This obsession
Is this just your fate

Or is it just that you're so different
Because you are so different
Than anything I've ever seen before

My Space Girl
You're in front of me
Yet you obviously
Are many moons away from Earth
Thought about climbing aboard
Your spacecraft

To be just like you
And with you
In a place where I would finally understand
What's so good about up there

But I'm bound to where I was born
And you were born in a lovely universe
But in a galaxy not near mine
But you'll be fine
Alone there
So alone

My Space Girl
I'll let you drift away
I'll let you go
To where you are true
And belong to the stars
Out there
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Sincere Imposter writes and performs ONE-TAKE KITCHEN POP DEMOS,
unpolished gems & first cuts of new song ideas for future production.
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Drifting In And Out

LYRICS:
Gas on fingers
Greasy shoes
Left the starting line last year

Run on highways
Caffeine
Speed is bleeding out my veins

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up the Kool-Aid
It's sugar and perfume

Taking up the side roads
Never to be seen
Hiding from the enemy
Within my messed up mind

Go the distance
We fight for love
Mortality so simple
Tonight it's dynamite

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up the Kool-Aid
Sugar and perfume

Take this in
Fail your heart
Two as one
Ecstasy takes flight

Breathe this in
Taint your heart
Two now one
Together overdrive

No sign to stop us
We're on our way
Clear a path for glory
Together overdrive

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up the Kool-Aid
Just sugar and perfume

We won't fight this
We're too naive
Society. Trigonometry.
Complexity kills life

Rock on my rocket ship tonight
Tonight
Feed the soul with poison
Gasoline. Nicotine.

Alibi it's you tonight, all right
Tonight
Drink up this Kool-Aid
Just sugar and perfume

Overdrive
Overdrive
Tonight
All right?
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Sincere Imposter writes and performs ONE-TAKE KITCHEN POP DEMOS,
unpolished gems & first cuts of new song ideas for future production.
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Sugar & Perfume

LYRICS:
You say 
I only hear what I want to

You say 
I talk so all the time 

...so

And I thought what I felt was simple
And I thought that I don't belong
And now that I am leaving
Now I know that I did something wrong
'Cause I missed you
Yeah, I missed you

And you say 
I only hear what I want to
Don't listen hard
Don't pay attention
To the distance that you're runnin'
To anyone, anywhere
Don't understand if you really care
Only hearing negative, no no no b-a-d

So I, turned the radio on, turned the radio up
And this woman was singin' my song
Lover's in love and the others run away
Lover is cryin' cause the other won't stay

Some of us hover
When we weep for the other
Who was dyin' since the day they were born
Well, well this is not that
I think I'm throwin'
But I'm thrown

And I thought I'd live forever 
Now I'm not so sure
You try to tell me that I'm clever
But that won't take me anyhow
Or anywhere, with you

You said that I was naive
And I thought that I was strong
I thought, "I can leave, I can leave"
But now, I know that I was wrong
'Cause I missed you
Yeah, I missed you

Said you caught me cuz you want me
And one day you'd let me go
You try to give away a keeper
But keep me 'cause you know
You're just so scared to lose

And you say
Stay
You say
Only hear what I want to...
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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You Say... Stay

Wreak Havoc

LYRICS:
There's a stranger in my bed,
There's a pounding in my head
Glitter all over the room
Pink flamingos in the pool

I smell like a mini-bar
DJ's passed out in the yard
Barbies on the barbecue
This a hickey or a bruise?

Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh, well
It's a blacked-out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois

Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop

This Friday night
Do it all again
This Friday night
Do it all again

Trying to connect the dots
Don't know what to tell my boss
Think the city towed my car
Chandelier is on the floor

Ripped my favorite party dress
Warrant's out for my arrest
Think I need a ginger ale
That was such an epic fail

Pictures of last night
Ended up online
I'm screwed
Oh, well
It's a blacked-out blur
But I'm pretty sure it ruled
Damn

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois

Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop

This Friday night
Do it all again
(Do it all again)
This Friday night
Do it all again
(Do it all again)
This Friday night

T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.
T.G.I.F.

Last Friday night
Yeah, we danced on tabletops
And we took too many shots
Think we kissed but I forgot

Last Friday night
Yeah, we maxed our credit cards
And got kicked out of the bar
So we hit the boulevard

Last Friday night
We went streaking in the park
Skinny dipping in the dark
Then had a ménage à trois

Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say we're gonna stop

This Friday night
Do it all again
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SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Rock, Dreampop & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "KITCHEN POP" -or- more accurately, "QUIRKPOP".
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Last Friday Night {Vocal Isolation-K.Perry}

Twentysomething

Be Better

LYRICS:
I always knew that you were trouble
I always knew that you were...
No good for me

I stumbled into your world
Dancing like a stranger in the night
I knew it from the start
That this wouldn't be all right

You had that twisted smile
That ruled me in your devil spell
I guess that I must be the moth
And you are the flame from hell

Your love's like a dark alleyway
A place I never should have been
Yet I sadly wandered there
'Cause I couldn't resist your skin

You spoke in soft quiet riddles
I just played the fool
Now I'm hanging on the edge of love
A love that is so very cruel

I always knew that you were trouble
Stuck in my head

I always knew that you were
No good for me

Coffee-stained confessions
In those dim-lit fancy restaurants
You whispered your secret to me
And said you were my dying star

I always knew that you were trouble
I missed the warning sign

I always knew that you were
No good for me

You Were Trouble

LYRICS:
I don't know where we're heading
But I know we'll get there soon
Someday
Some day soon

We'll settle down
To buy an old home
On a beach, in the south of France
Or, on an island
Have a kid or two 
And settle down

We'll eat some cake
And drink some wine
As our children sing a song
A'bout their mom and dad
Who moved to town
But speak no French
Yet always are together

They're together

Now and then I see these things
In a vision quite so clear
It's hazy but it's possible
That I'll get out of here

I'll make my move
Run away
Create something unique

Like eating cake and drinking wine
On an island near a beach
Somewhere far
Away from here

There were tough times
Mom and Dad went through
Just to get right here
To be with you

With you

I don't know where we're heading
But I know we'll get there soon

We'll settle down
To buy an old home
On a beach, in the south of France
Or, on an island
Have a kid or two
And settle down

maybe someday soon

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes and performs a curious mixture of NewWave, Folk, Art Pop, Dreamwave & Alternative Indie. Collectively, it is a genre known as "QUIRKPOP"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They both are extremely and unapologetically sincere.

Sugar & Perfume

Sincere Imposter

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