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STICKYBEAT MUDTHUMPER - OPEN COLLAB

I don’t know why I sit here without you
I don’t know what I’m doing alone
I know that I could just go and see you
I know that I could pick up the phone.
I had these plans to show up and woo you
I had these thoughts that you would want me to
I’d come around all fresh from the night breeze
I’d come in side heart pounding with weak knees
But here I sit, self confidence left me
A piece of shit, self confidence left me

Oh for fuck’s sake
We’re back on this again, huh?

I don’t know why I sit here without you
I don’t know what I’m doing alone
I know that I could just go and see you
I know that I could pick up the phone.
I know you’re there, I saw when I passed by
I know you’re not together with that guy
Time passes by and you’ll go to bed soon
Time that I spent pacing in my room
So here I sit, self confidence left me
A piece of shit, self confidence left me

You’re doing great, kid
Really friggin’ awesome.
          
I don’t know why I sit here without you
I don’t know what I’m doing alone
I know that I could just go and see you
I know that I could pick up the phone.
I want to lose the me from before you
I want to tell you how much I adore you
My mind's a mess I’m all fucked about this
My mind it tells me I’d be better with out this
And here I sit, self confidence left me
A piece of shit, self confidence left me

CONFIDENCE

TIGHTIE KNIGHTIES

WEATHER OAR KNOT

@mreguest's LoopDiggers Sunday Roulette N°128 "Mint Jelly", reimagined by the fantabulous @etalaf as "Rain". Thanks for the collab, et al.

Lyrics: (written and performed by et al.)

been a damn long summer where i'm from
not from global warmin
just coz a lot of shit happened
but i kept rappin
kept my chins up
almost gave a fuck
but i reneged good luck
good lunch
good dinner
good day
sunday
shits on monday
but my day is friday
and i'm it's child
giving and loving
and ending up with scientifically nothing
auto redundant at work
coz i'm a nit picking jerk
_ a clerk with a smirk
who's bored of goin beserk
tryna blow up capitalism AND communism
populism and dogmatism
buildin optimism
but common wisdom isn't my rhythm
i can't beat to it
can you? can you beat to it
i'm too secretive to share a packet of chips

oh, you'll never know my eyes
oh, but if i can let go you can fly
oh, you fell and died i feel your pain
if only we could both share a little bit of


rain rain go away
that's what everybody say
they got shocked
coz it was not hot
that's what happened yesterday

don't stop coz i wanna rock what's hot

the rains fell hard and lashed the coast
with unexpected fury
unexpected to the disconnected
coz this happens every year truly
but they have no land, only titles and fences
double bolted doors and camera defences
_lenses of agendas
there's no guessin the rhythm
split em up like a prism
tell em all about islam
what it is and isn't
steppin lively through the stark white halls
so sharp prestige invincible
invisible to my vision
i got jwst intuition
chandra x-ray demolition
_i'm the precision edition
try dissin your wishin
i'm swishin
i barks,
i bow wow at a pow wow

oh, you'll never know my eyes
oh, but if i can let go you can fly
oh, you fell and died i feel your pain
if only we could both share a little bit of

rain rain go away
that's what everybody say
they got shocked
coz it was not hot
that's what happened yesterday

don't stop coz i wanna rock what's hot

come for me,
comfort me.

Rain feat. et al. (@etalaf)

LoopDiggers Sunday Roulette N°157: Umoya Onesigqi

ATOBAM ALUHT

LoopDiggers Sunday Roulette N°158 - Mosnar's Choice

Frank makes the coffee. According to lore, he done so twenty years. Afore that, he was a trucker, but he fell from a rig, and wounded his leg. Twenty years on disability. Says it’s only 65 bucks a week. Thing is, Frank don’t work for the store, he just makes the coffee. People like him, and even the manager, that’s me, has got no real complaints. Frank is a squat little fella with a messed up nose, a big fat belly, and a terrible limp. But even with that, he qualifies as a looker. Now he’s always talkin’ about his daughter and grandson, and one day, I put some of them stories together and figgered out that daughter he talks about was my grade school teacher, and I met his grandson when he was just a baby. Now we got way more to talk about than I’d actually like, but his company still rates highly. Now, frank is not well, every day he has a tougher and tougher time moving around, but his mission remains clear, make the coffee… in trade for appreciation, one banana, two papers and a chocolate for David, his grandson. Well I tell you, I’m not alone, holding my breath, ‘cause one day, I’m sure sooner than later, who ever working the overnight shift, gonna stand at the door in expectation, waiting for the man who has always arrived at 4:00 am on the dot, and one too many minute will pass, and they will know, that Frank has died. But we go on, smiling with this funny old dude, helping him move about, drinking that coffee, and holding our breath, ‘cause you never now what night’s gonna be that night.

GETZ ME EVERY TIME.

FROG-O-FEELER

GHOSTS

LDSR 183 - Jordams' Long Haul
feat. @frankenloops & @dcomposeur
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