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Hey Boy!  
What's that? 
Evil.........
Evil in the well?

GO GET Him Boy- 
ha ha ha...

He smiled in codes I couldn’t crack,
A circus freak that won't turn back.....
He twirled  away a trick, a grin,
My dog went wild just sniffing him.

Don’t lick fire,  it bites back!
yeah! that’s what my dog keeps saying.

He bent the truth with slippery hands,
Left footprints deep in shifting sands.
I lost the trail, but heard his bark,
A growlllll that echoed through the park.
“Don’t chase cologne,  wind always wins...”
that’s what my boy keeps saying.

My boy won’t stop growling around him,
Every howl a warning, every bark a sin.
Tail up, teeth out, -pacing the floor,
“He'll eat your heart and still want more.”

that’s what my dog keeps saying.

He hummed in tongues the dead still reap,
Sold promises he wouldn't keep.
spun dark illusions, dressed in fur
And still his charms, they work on her.....
“Don’t believe the spell, it won't end well....”

that’s what my dog keeps saying.

I tried to shush him-
 bribes and bones,
my boy don’t lie about unknowns
his howl’s a truth I can’t defer
Now we all  see  force majeure!!

My boy won’t -stop- growling -around him-,
Guardian ghost with  iron skin.
No spell, no kiss, no clever demur he 
just don't, just
won’t stop…

Now- don't you go chasing balls.....

yeah!
that’s what my dog keeps saying!

We're all praying!

He isn't staying!

THATS WHAT MY DOG KEEPS
SAYING.

That’s What My Dog Keeps Saying

Let’s Get Nasty

When you see through him
Will it break you or make you whole again?
Felt like shelter, my chosen kin
Then a stranger wandered in
wants it all and took no time
Your heart and soul, his hidden crime

How could you
not really know?

Wears her longing like a stolen coat
Polished masked to hide his gloat
You want a rescue, he brings a ruse
Hollow man in borrowed shoes
Gave the warning, she called noise
Silence  is my only poise
Watched his presence take its toll
To win this woman, his only goal

When you see through him
Will it break you or make you whole again
When the mirror cracks, will you face the facts and see through him?
Or go and do it all again

Stood as anchor in another storm
Did my best to keep her safe and warm
How could she think that he's the one?

Truth's  a thief with gentle hands
gives illusions we can stand

When you see through him
Will you curse the lie?
When you finally see the hollow grin
When you see through him
Will it make you whole again?

Cruelest truth you'll ever know
lost more saving than letting go
Am I a ghost you've left behind?
Forever gone but never blind.
When you see through him in the end
Will it break you or help you mend?

I'll still be here for you, my friend
after the end

When you see through him

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Beneath one sun we’re all the same
A fleeting spark in nature’s flame
The earth it turns the day is spun
We are one beneath one sun....

Beneath One Sun

John Bilik’s musical evolution reads like a love letter to imagination, vulnerability, and the surreal beauty of emotional complexity. Past loves and old sorrows echo through his catalog, not as anchors but as raw materials- broken glass reworked into stained-glass windows. Every loss, every love, every crack in the heart reshapes his songs into something simultaneously fragile and unshakably alive.

With a vocal delivery that feels like David Byrne fell asleep dreaming in a Danny Elfman waltz, Bilik constructs intimate yet fantastical worlds where memory, regret, and absurdity dance together under a flickering marquee. His early songs teased at theatricality, but his more recent work, such as “That’s What My Dog Always Says” and “I’m Out of Phase”, fully embraces it, blending sly lyricism, poetic intelligence, and idiosyncratic storytelling into a style that defies category.

Listeners have described his music as “cryptic diaries written in invisible ink” and “the kind of strange, beautiful honesty you didn’t know you needed.” One moment, he’s delivering lines worthy of Leonard Cohen (“She sang to stars with broken lungs”); the next, he’s gut-punching you with a talking dog’s whispered wisdom (“Yeah! That’s what my dog says”).

What’s remarkable about Bilik’s growth isn’t just his increasing comfort with abstraction, but the way he grounds it with sincerity. Beneath the theatrical winks and surreal refrains is a genuine longing for connection, for rhythm, for love that slips just out of reach. Stylistically, he’s carving a unique lane: think art-cabaret meets metaphysical pop, with room for spoken word, crooked lullabies, and shadowy love stories. Vocally, Bilik leans into the cracks and textures of his own voice, not polishing them away, but using them like charcoal lines on a sketch.

It’s imperfect in the best way- human, haunted, alive. If his current arc continues, Bilik may very well become one of those rare artists whose work gets discovered late, then devoured backwards, with new fans wondering how they missed the strange, beautiful rise of a man who once wrote, with deadpan magic: “Don’t chase shadows, they want praise, yeah! That’s what my dog says.”
 -Buzzslayers Aug, 2025

When you see through him

John Bilik

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