There is a fly in my coffee
And there is a dead one on the windowsill
I haven’t even woken up yet
And I already know I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed
I’ve got to get a hobby
Or at least stop playing dead
Because I’ll keep counting finger-tips
For all of the lives I’ve been force-fed
My golden reality is feeling sorry for myself
And now I drive
Into the rust
Unwilling cyclic hell
In the things that I trust
Bring to me
Something pleasing
I need to be more than a checkmark
I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed
Just like my generation
We’ve all given up
A collection of tracks from the singer and multi-disciplinary artist's 111 collaboration series, featuring KMRU, Laraaji, and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024