Name: Half an Hour of Sitting in a Chair by West Texas Revival Group
Duration: 33 min 8 s
Description: a live concert without an audience or talking. i completely purposefully included some mistakes to make sure it would seem authentic. no one believes a goddamn word that i say. i'm a good man! a good man!

i used to be so comfy in my home i have to choose the resin on my fingers should be proof enough for you the discontinued mother from the regulated soul there's never any butter within the comfort of my own i remember all the smell from the engine that worked well enough to travel is to try to risk your benefits to cry my inexperience weep i'm not reliable for directions to keep i miss the day(s) that we had i can't escape from the ass of the past it's a task i do not care of anything you say to me at all the outsider has been here for just a little bit too long i can't decide how i have made my mind up in the past no one ever told you that your mind's not meant to last?

Mud Moths - Pool Alarm

a live concert without an audience or talking. i completely purposefully included some mistakes to make sure it would seem authentic. no one believes a goddamn word that i say. i'm a good man! a good man!

Half an Hour of Sitting in a Chair

Well I'm down on my knees
praying for Him to take it away
take it away from me
away from me

Every morning, give me strength.
Every evening, I will give thanks.
My reason to survive is my reason to be alive.

I can't control my thoughts.
They race like painted darts,
at invisible enemies
the windmills of Don Quixote.

Every morning, give me strength.
Every evening, I will give thanks.
My reason to survive is my reason to be alive.

God, grant me the serenity
to accept the things I can't change.
Not knowing what I can't change, 
but knowing that You will show me the way.

Every morning, give me strength.
Every evening, I will give thanks.
My reason to survive is my reason to be alive.

Windmills (demo)

Nic Sisco's Album

I once knew a little girl
Living in a big world
A red splash on a blue planet

She was bound by nothing
For her faded glory
Swill and laugh till the morning

She was me, or I was she
& We are all free now.

I once knew a young lady
Aren’t they all supposed to be
Warm & Yellow like a sunbeam.

She was keen to take
Meaner than a rattlesnake
Telling you to shake it out

She was me, or I was she
& We are all free now.

I once knew a woman
Who could tell no rhyme or reason
To societies chime chatter

She would be-bop along
Till they all sang her songs
C’mon everyone now

She was me, or I was she
& We are all free now.

Now I am just me
Aint that the truest thing
Today I am just me

Faster than the speed
Of light & orange energy
I am only me.

She Was Me (demo)

what I can see (cassette loops)

have i lost my mind?
drinking every night
i've been shot to shit
i'm a tongueless talker

there's nothing left to crawl into
every time i wanna use
i have seen me

tell it to my mother
let go of my shadow
i'm a stranger
always a stranger

stranger

sample @ the end = "feel free II" -duane pitre

Half an Hour of Sitting in a Chair

West Texas Revival Group

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