There is nothing (Not right)

Destiny Awaits V1.2

Many of us are struggling with the real and the fake - but if you're willing to pay enough, you don't have to worry about it. Your host collaborates with 99% Invisible on a story about the Emeco Navy chair (the real one and the knockoffs).  Artist Sam Stewart introduces us to a creature and his luxuriously useless furniture. Starlee Kine of Mystery Show explains that my real podcasting problem isn't the real vs fake but ads... and it's true, dear listeners, because without more ad money, this might have to let my amazing producer Andrew Callaway go! Unless our new ICO pulls in millions! Learn all about it.

Real costs extra (False Alarm! part v)

Hergestelltes aus Lummerland

Karakorum

You Are Never You

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No Need For Your Destiny

available on:

Bandcamp: elektrobin.bandcamp.com/track/take-your-happiness

Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/7tiyqUOIegv9RYK18x5PEL

ITunes: itunes.apple.com/album/id15038813…?ls=1&app=itunes

Youtube: www.youtube.com/watch?v=9rZ7eAjh56o

Take Your Happiness (remaster)

Lyrics and vocals by It! 
Explore the universe of It! here:  https://soundcloud.com/samantha-hubbs

Facade

I can't pretend anymore that everything is okay
Hold my breath to ignore the sweet smell of decay
Growing nauseousness from the miasma that surrounds
Is my worldview askew or am I upside down?
It's fine...

CHORUS
It's a facade-what you see is not real
It's a facade-everything that I feel 
What seems like magic is a trick of the light
The smoke and mirrors in which I hide
I can barely see out of the nebulous fog
It's a facade...

A mind fractured, shattered into sharp shards like glass
Defensive weapons to fight off the ghosts of the past
Cut them down just to find I'm my own enemy
Both victor and vanquished battle eternally
Hold myself together as my guts spill out
Put on a show of strength when I want to shout
Fake a smile, how do you do?
So transparent, can't be hard to see through
It's a facade...
 
CHORUS x 2

Facade          with It!

Flame To The Fuse

You're on earth. There's no cure for that.

(Non- Consensual human target)

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