I.W.G.F.U.

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VenoM

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:
In the quiet hush, TJ Maxx at night
In a sea of luggage, saw a curious sight
Taylor sits on bags, piled high
Guitar in hand beneath retail sky

Silent shelves, empty cashier tills
Melodies soar, inspiration spills
Lyrics crafted in the calm of store
Her heart so pure
New beats to explore

Discount tags
And leather cases

Echoes of tunes
Finding their spaces

Imagination thrives
In a secret scene

Taylor pens songs
In a store serene

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She paused her song
And looked at me
Like Juliet
In that 'Love Story'

The words she said
They had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

Unseen by all, this sweet genius girl
Creating magic luggage
Writing songs like pearls

Taylor looked away
In a world of her own
Crafting melodies
Where dreams are sewn

TJ Maxx
With Taylor Swift
These luggage tags
Where she goin' next?

She played her song
Looking straight at me
I'm Romeo
TJ's 'Love Story'

The words she said
They just had to be
"You're my Romeo, My T. Kelce"

With courage ablaze
I approached her side

Sharing my wish
A request with pride

Taylor include in your chorus line
"TJ's Love. Let its brilliance shine."

She paused, her eyes sparkling bright
A smile forming, a spark of delight
Said in my chorus
Those words shall play
A nod to this night
In its own special way

Grateful to her
Offered space to create
In the store's quietude
Her art permeates

Taylor smiled
Her heart in song
Left her to linger 
Where TJ's love belongs
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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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T Swift Hides at TJ MAXX

LYRICS:
Hey there cigarette
There's no light around your thin paper

Hey there cigarette
You're shorter and you're smaller

Where would I be without your smoke
Under my taste buds
But, cigarette went out
A long time ago

It's getting cold outside
And I really need a smoke break
Addiction has a playmate
And sings this little song to you

In hopes you can light and rekindle
Your warm flame
You're my true friend

But this lack of pure affection
And the loss of my youth
Just makes me stand in misery

I need you to fill these lungs
With nicotine on Tuesday
Cuz it's Tuesday now
And Wednesday's too
Far away to see

Now looking back, when I was ten
I never knew
What I know now

You were stuck between my two lips
Put there by a girl
Just two years older than I was
Who wanted to be my friend

On a smoke break, getting high
No cares to weigh me down

Oh I need you more than ever
But you're far too dwindled down

On a smoke break, getting high
No cares to weigh me down

Oh I need you more than ever
Please don't let me down

If I promise you
To smoke you
To the bone
Will you never let me go
Then leave me on your own

Will you wrap your love
Around my shirt
And make me smell like you

Oh I promise
If you give me one more
I'll stay hooked on you

On a smoke break, getting high
No cares to weigh me down

Oh I need you more than ever
Don't let me down
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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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Without Your Smoke

LYRICS:
Walking into shade and light
The mystery of shadows unknown

A sun sets beyond the pines
Cold wind starts to blow inside

Now night time, the night falls
And we feel, we don't belong
We can't reside in this forest tonight

It's night here
It's nightfall
And we feel
We don't belong
We can't reside in this woodland tonight

The night of the animals
The night of the animals
They rule this domain here tonight

Their eyes stare
With venom
And sharp fangs
While ravens
Begin to form a darkening cloud of fear

And with sadness
We turn back
But feel nature pull us
Then plunge our bodies
Straight into their path

Walking into shade and light
The mystery of shadows unknown

A sun sets beyond the pines
Cold wind starts to blow inside

The night of the animals
The night of the animals
They rule this domain here tonight
Tonight
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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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The Mystery of Shadows

LYRICS:
Who's that girl in the corner
Silently slow dancing with herself
Her, she's comfortably so unaware
Of all the judgment stares in our eyes

Oh, why does she look so beautiful to me
Even though I can't see her face at all

It's all in the slow way she moves
So carefully
As the world magically placed her here

Just for me
To let her be
Move so gingerly on the floor

Oh, who is that girl
Movin' lazy on the dance floor
Oh why can't I be like her
And place perception in sealed boxes

Why, this must be a humblin' lesson
To finally stop pretendin'
Oh this must be a dancin' angel
Pointing out our biggest flaw

Who's that girl in the corner
Silently slow dancing with herself
Her, she's comfortably so unaware
Of all the judgment stares in our eyes

I glided up to her
She whispered straight to me

...Quiet
...Shh
...Step
We just kept slow dancing

... Quiet
... Shh
... Step
Then she disappeared

Oh, who was that girl
Movin' lazy on the dance floor
Oh nice to dance with phantoms
Who change my comprehension

Why this must be my lesson
To finally stop pretendin'
Oh she was my favorite angel
She won't be forgotten

Who's that girl in the corner
Silently slow dancing with herself

Her, she's comfortably so unaware
Of all the judgment stares in our eyes
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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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Girl in the Photograph

LYRICS:
25 years and my life is still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination

I realized quickly when I knew that I should
That the world was made of this 
Brotherhood of man
For whatever that means

So I cry sometimes when I'm lyin' in bed
Just to get it all out what's in my head
And I'm feelin' a little peculiar

So I wake in the mornin' and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

And I say, hey-ah
Hey-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

And I say, hey-ah-ya-ya
Hey-ya-ya
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

And I try
Oh my God, do I try
I try all the time
In this institution

And I pray
Oh my God, do I pray
I pray every day
For a revolution

And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out, what's in my head
And I'm feelin' a little peculiar

So I wake in the morning and I step outside 
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I scream at the top of my lungs
"What's going on?"

And I say, hey
Hey-hey-hey
I said "Hey, what's going on?"

I say, hey-ah-ah
Hey hey-ah-ah
I said "Hey, what's going on?

25 years and my life is still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination---

The "What's Up" Blues

Return to Dust

Live Like This

LYRICS:
I don't wanna be left behind
Distance was a friend of mine
Catching breath in a web of lies
I've spent most of my life
Riding waves, playing acrobat
Shadowboxing the other half
Learning how to react
I've spent most of my time

Catching my breath, letting it go
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show
Now that you know, this is my life
I won't be told what's supposed to be right

Catch my breath, no one can hold me back
I ain't got time for that
Catch my breath, won't let them get me down
It's all so simple now

Addicted to the love I found
Heavy heart, now a weightless cloud
Making time for the ones that count
I'll spend the rest of my time
Laughing hard with the windows down
Leaving footprints all over town
Keeping faith, karma comes around
I will spend the rest of my life

Catching my breath, letting it go
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show
Now that you know, this is my life
I won't be told what's supposed to be right

Catch my breath, no one can hold me back
I ain't got time for that
Catch my breath, won't let them get me down
It's all so simple now

You helped me see
The beauty in everything

Catching my breath, letting it go
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show
Now that you know, this is my life
I won't be told what's supposed to be right

Catching my breath, letting it go
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show
Now that you know, this is my life
I won't be told what's supposed to be right

Catch my breath

Catch my breath, no one can hold me back
I ain't got time for that
Catch my breath, won't let them get me down
It's all so simple now
It's all so simple now

Catching my breath, letting it go
Turning my cheek for the sake of the show
Now that you know, this is my life
I won't be told what's supposed to be right

(Catch my breath)

Catch my breath, no one can hold me back
I ain't got time for that
(Catch my breath)
Catch my breath (catch my breath), won't let them get me down
It's all so simple now

Catch My Breath (Choir Duet-1st Place)

LYRICS:
In the neon haze of London night
Step in a world of '80s light
To enter a scene from another world
Where an echo of a past
And nostalgia swirl

With pretty girls
Who embrace our sight
In the sea of sound
The electric nights
In London light

...there she is

She moves like magic
Glows like art
Approach each other
As the seas do part

Looks like Madonna
With her hair teased high
And I'm Robert Smith
The Cure is mine

Tonight
Tonight

Electric nights
In London light

We're two strangers
In us we see
The happiness, in melody
Whispers mingle in the pulsing air
Laughter echoes without a care
Tonight

It was the best night
It was Electric
So easy to move
In a love filled way

This forever
The world, our stage
Filthy club
Our timeless cage

Pretty boys
And dressed up girls
Made our magic
And felt our groove
In Electric nights
Of London light

I think about this every day
There was a time
Boys and girls could play
In electric nights
In London light

With pretty girls
Who embraced our sight
Electric Nights

Electric Nights (in London Light)

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.

Without Your Smoke

Sincere Imposter

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