LYRICS:
It was a crisp autumn in 1984...
The bustling mall, an oasis of fashion and trends. And in the midst of that neon glow of record shops and vintage boutiques, I saw him – not the heartthrob of now, but a teenage Timothee Chalamet, an apparition from a future unknown.

There he was... browsing through vinyl records in that tiny music shop known for eclectic collections. His slender fingers delicately flipping through the albums, his eyes alive with the curiosity of a young James Dean.

I approached him cautiously, not to disturb his world of melodies. And as he wistfully moved toward the New Wave section, I followed suit, compelled by the inexplicable desire to share a fleeting moment with this unknown icon.

"Excuse me," I said, my voice crackling with surprise and admiration. 
"You seem to have a wonderful eye for music."

Timothee slowly turned, his earnest gaze meeting mine. There was a spark of unexplainable recognition, a flicker of something unspoken in that brief exchange lost to space and song.

"Thank you," he replied with a warm and gentle smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm always on the lookout for something new." I paused, then said, "I'm something new. I'm where the past and future are blending into one." He laughed.

We exchanged a few words about our favorite bands, lost in a conversation that danced between now and then... His enthusiasm contagious, his passion for the arts, palpable... Even back when it was 1984.

Finally, we parted ways, and he disappeared into a sea of vintage clothing, with his lean silhouette melding into the tapestry of '80s fashion... And I couldn't help but wonder about the path that lay ahead for this unassuming boy, who was not yet born, and somehow existed way back in 1984.
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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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I Met Timothee Chalamet in 1984

LYRICS:
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could, it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
Not so bad

I drank too much last night, got bills to pay
My head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
That I might not last the day
And then you call me
And it's not so bad, not so bad

I want to thank you
For giving me the best day of my life
Oh, just to be with you
Is having the best day of my life

Push the door, I'm home at last
And I'm soaking through and through
Then you handed me a towel
And all I see is you
And even if my house falls down now
I wouldn't have a clue
Because you're near me

I want to thank you
For giving me the best day of my life
Oh, just to be with you
Is having the best day of my life

I want to thank you
For giving me the best day of my life
Oh, just to be with you
Is having the best day of my life

I'm Home At Last

Monday

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

Toxic Addiction (No Good For Me)

Fun Fact

You Were Trouble

LYRICS:
I found myself waking up last night
At 3:00am, in a stone cold wind
And I saw you there, saw you there
Even though I don't believe

I felt my body surrendering
To a warm embrace
Soft misty grace
Then I saw your face I know
That I saw your face
In the afterglow

My guardian reflection
Watching time stand still
A still-life image
We were mirroring
But how can you be real?
When you're so very far away

Found myself in the middle of the night
Watching me
In the afterglow, the afterlife
Seeing how to behave
In a whole new way in darkness

Beyond belief imagining
When faith dangles on this skeptic's wing
I thought I'd be so alone
But we may be alright
In the afterlife

Found myself in the middle of the night
Watching me
Seeing how to behave
In a whole new way
Still not sure I believe

In that still-life image I found myself
I was watching me
When the clock struck three
And god, I am okay
Even though you seem so far away

Maybe now you'll believe in me
Maybe finally I believe honestly
In the sweet hereafter
The afterglow
It's time to let us go

In the Afterglow

When it all falls, tell me why?
And pieces we all fall, through our lives
And when you find me, will you lie?

Please I am begging you
Begging you lord tell me we'll be alright
Maybe the answer will save me tonight
Tell me you love me, that we'll be alright
We'll be alright baby, we'll be alright
Right, right, right

I pray for a better day
A day where I'm by your side
A day but not today
Please lord let us live our lives

Please I am begging you
Begging you lord tell me we'll be alright
Maybe the answer will save me tonight
Tell me you love me, that we'll be alright
We'll be alright baby, we'll be alright
Right, right, right

We Are Alright? Right? (prod. DUMF)

How To Dance

LYRICS:
I have to block out thoughts of you
So I don't lose my head
They're crawlin' like a cockroach
Leaving babies in my bed

Dropping little reels of tape
To remind me I'm alone
Playing movies in my head
That make a porno feel like home

There's a burning in my pride
A nervous bleeding in my brain
An ounce of peace is all I want for you
Will you never call again

Will you never say that you loved me
Just to put it in my face
Will you never try to reach me
To reach me

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me so you can finally
See what's good for you

I'm sober now for three whole months
It's one accomplishment you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart
Is the one I won't touch again

In a sick way I want to thank you
For holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging war on myself
You were trying to stop the fight

You never doubted my warped opinion
On things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself
When it was way too hard to take

So I'll drive so fucking far away
That I'd never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes
Whatever it takes

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah, ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally
See what's good for you

And with a sad heart, I say bye and wave
I'm kicking shadows on the street
For every mistake that I had made

Like a baby boy
I never was a man
Until I saw your blue eyes cry
And I held your face on in my hand

And I found I'm yelling
"Make it go away!"
Just make a smile come back
And let it shine just like it used to be
And she whispered
"How can you do this to me?"

Hate me today
Hate me tomorrow
Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you

Hate me in ways
Yeah, ways hard to swallow
Hate me so you can finally
See what's good for you
For you
For you
For you

Kicking Shadows

Wasuremono - is it weird? or is it me?

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.

Toxic Addiction (No Good For Me)

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