I don't even know who I am anymore
Because I get my contentment from off a shelf
And I don't really like where it takes me anymore
Stuck in a lucid dream I created for myself
And I'm not getting out anytime soon
And I can't hold onto reality
Before I find myself I must lose it all
Because I try and walk straight but I'm afraid I'll fall
Staring blankly into my mistakes
I'm fleeting back to something easy
But I don't even like the way I think anymore
With every passing second theirs something I left behind
But I won't be better off without them
And I refuse to remain afraid
And every time I feel the fear I close my eyes
And swallow that contentment high
But all it does is make me wonder once it arrives
If I began to describe it, it could change my life
(There's an in-between I sleep in)
(In the back of an empty mind)
(Once it flowed with hatred)
(Now it seems to be so kind)
(Then the dawn brought back the feeling)
(Of a revolting man's execrate)
(So I take the hit and zone out again)
(So that it never wakes up)
Recorded on the Grecian isle of Hydra, this is blissed-out psych pop with stacked falsetto harmonies and luscious arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2023
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