LYRICS:
Be careful what you wish for,  
The mirror keeps the score…  

We traded bread for photographs,  
Hollow cheeks and camera flash,  
Whispers say “you look divine” —  
Beauty bought in real time.  

In every mirror, sharper lines,  
A culture chasing perfect signs,  
A pill to wipe the hunger clean,  
But shadows linger in between.  

Ozempic baby faces,  
Haunting all the pretty places,  
Gaunt and wide-eyed, 
Time misplaced,  
Ozempic baby faces.  

Triplets in the nursery light,  
Smiling new,
Their cheeks are tight,  
Wrinkled eyes in newborn skin,  
A prophecy we folded in.  

We dreamed of grace, 
We prayed for thin,  
And left a legacy within —  
The cradle rocks, 
The faces stare,  
The price of beauty everywhere.  

Ozempic baby faces,  
Haunting all the pretty places,  
Gaunt and wide-eyed, 
Time misplaced,  
Ozempic baby faces.  

What’s more cruel than innocence,  
Carved by our own negligence?  
Sweetness turned to bitter taste,  
Tomorrow wearing yesterday’s- 
Face.  

Ozempic baby faces,  
Haunting all the pretty places,  
Gaunt and wide-eyed, 
Time misplaced,  
Ozempic baby faces

Be careful what you wish for,  

The mirror keeps the score…  

Ozempic baby faces

I’ve misplaced my mirror,  
I’ve misplaced my grace,  
Searching in their hollow eyes,  
I only find my face

-be careful what you wish for.

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OZEMPIC BABY FACES

Starved (Cover)

This is a snippet released by Zach Bryan in which he covers Bon Iver's "S P E Y S I D E".

Lyrics:

"I know now that I can't make good
How I wish I could
Go back and put
Me where you stood
Nothing's really something now the whole thing's soot
It serves to suffer, make a hole in my foot
And I hope you look
As I fill my book
Oh, what a waste of wood
Nothing's really happened like I thought it would
Ah, ah, ah"

Zach Bryan - S P E Y S I D E (Bon Iver Cover)

trying to deal the best you can with living your winter days in a cold and distant rural town
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LYRICS:
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I hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
These hands grow cold
Hearts heavy with sorrow

The wind keeps blowing 
Through these open plains
We’re just waiting out 
The winter rains

Coffee’s hot
But it’s hard to rise
The daylight barely scratches the sky
We hibernate
Lose track of time
Counting the hours till the light

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
And carry us out of this midnight air

My Becca’s tucked away 
In the basement chair
Everything I say 
Drifts off into the air

She used to laugh in June
With wings upon her back
Now I’m counting down the days 
Till sunlight tracks

We’ve been walking in the frost 
And the grey
Dreaming of spring 
In a world turned away

If the winds will shift
Maybe hearts will too
Bring the warmth back 
To me and you

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
And carry us out of this midnight air

We’ll hibernate ‘til supper time
Lose ourselves in winter’s rhyme
But I remember brighter skies
When meadowlarks would fly

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
And, carry us out 
Of this midnight air

We hope to see some sunshine tomorrow
Through the long nights 
Of the season of the bear

If the light returns
Maybe love will follow
Carry us out 
Of this midnight air

Dakota won’t you open
Your dreary skies
So wide and cold

Bring back the warmth 
We’ve been hoping

And let our hearts unfold.

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Season of the Bear - Winter Song

"A year of love, a heart pressed flat, and one word says it all: PANCAKED.”
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LYRICS:
------
You didn’t see me at all,
just walked right through the hall,
like I was part of the wallpaper,
just another face to ignore.

And something in me caved,
like a roof in the rain,
I was flattened, folded,
pancaked on the floor.

Weeks slipped quietly by,
I rehearsed my lines at night,
finally asked you out on Friday,
but you just...
Shook your head.

I was pressed into silence,
crushed where I stood,
flattened under the weight—
pancaked for good.

At last you said yes,
though your smile was paper-thin,
we wandered through the evening,
but you couldn’t wait to end.

Said it was a horrible night,
like the spark had never ignited,
I was smashed, squashed, compressed—
and totally pancaked

Why do I run toward the weight,
when I know it’ll break me down?
Why do I keep my hands out,
just to get knocked around?

Every step feels heavier,
but I keep moving still,
pressed and pressed again
by some invisible will.

I know I’ll end up flattened,
spread out on the ground,
but something inside whispers,
“don’t stop now.”

One year circled back around,
I booked the table, lit the town,
we’d eat, then fall through clouds,
anything to keep you proud.

But the night unraveled fast,
your silence colder than the glass,
I was decimated, leveled, destroyed—
pancaked at last.

Smash, squashed, compressed,
flung against the mess,
leveled, buried, annihilated,
overpowered, decimated—
Pancaked, pancaked!

When the noise is gone,
I’m just lying here still,
spread-eagled in the silence,
knowing I always will.

Sad and tragic,
flattened thin and small,
pancaked again—
and I’ll wait for the fall.

Hands keep turning,
each second pressing in.
I feel myself folded,
compressed by the hours,
pancaked by the weight of days.

Tick by tick,
I’m leveled, smoothed, 
spread thin,
until the cycle starts again...

To be pancaked
All over again.

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PANCAKED AGAIN

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SINCERE IMPOSTER is curated by two musicians, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

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