1. |
Wheels, Anchors
02:11
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Instrumental
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2. |
Bloom/Wilt/Bloom
02:17
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Broken bird, spoken word
Sung from a forgotten perch
Blood was spilling out your mouth
a bright red river down your shirt
felt inert and then afraid
stand up straight and act your age
some things that you get to keep
and others that you just can't save
give and take
and another joins the fray
now the view is terrifying but I cannot look away
take a breath, keep your head,
take a minute, play pretend
and make some severance pay off of that stack of severed heads
while you still can
'cause it's really all you have
you said that's really kinda sad
but is it really all that bad?
looking back I had to laugh
Vexed undressed, you're stressed in your best clothes
Vexed depressed, you're wrapped in your death robe
Vexed undressed you're best when you let go
Vexed, undressed. distressed
That's when I found myself bewildered
like a flower
All bewildered, like a flower, I'll be wilting soon
Next time I see you, hope we're both in bloom
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3. |
Bones
02:33
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I go, you go, cue that maestro, oh
I cast barricades to hold off hurricanes
like the ones that you keep pressing in your chest or your brain
Whatever the pressure that lessens the stressor
I don't know which one is more ready, confess it (it's strange)
I go, you go, cue that maestro, oh
Black moon, I fade
I've been catching these wave
but I don't know which ones to save
it's too late
It's so strange
I'm okay
Do I know I'm okay?
I'll take these deep breaths and I'll say
It's strange
I go, you go, cue that maestro, oh
Take the bones they are my own
And out these bones, you build a home
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4. |
Theseus (Ship of Fools)
03:15
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Awkward, precocious, with low serotonin
We all just got caught in our own shit
We all feel fucked up or just over, let's try to get over it
When the world is a lifeboat, write raps for the motion sick
(that sound like a lot)
of tangled up bones to pick
(maybe it's a lock)
And I can't tell what the difference is
(your ribcage is open, though)
I'll be here just sorting out calamities
I only split these hairs because I share a chair with Damocles
Damn these knees, aching shoulders, spine
How much of this moment's really mine, its undefined
so you decide to chase a high or ride a vibe
into that black and bitter night
What I'm doing is unsure, I'm sure I'll do it till I die
Like chase a high or ride a vibe into that black and bitter night
What I'm doing is unsure, I'm sure I'll do it till I
Die, vibe, I'm fine
Ice in lovers' veins could cool old passions
but its all so taxing with her hands tied backward
wreaks havoc on the central nervous system displaced
or is it just a penance we pay cause we could never change ways
But we could switch up that frame and make great gains for days
Fell your muscles start to shake as your pupils dilate
can you feel me? or is this out of diegesis
If I replace all my parts, would you still call me Theseus?
If I wrote you a rap song, would you still say life is meaningless?
Because there's not enough air to let breath all my grievances
Good friend, they once told me that you reap just what you sow. So I've been sewing up these holes until the whole is all I know
Yeah, a good friend, they once told me that you reap just what you sow. So I've been sewing up these holes until I'm feeling halfway whole
a good friend, they once told me that you reap just what you sow. So I've been sewing up these goddamn holes
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5. |
Something Gentle
02:06
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Fingers of mine might mind the lines down your spine like vines that climb tight down a latticework, Still waiting for the magic to work, you really caught me out at my worst.
Cast these cantrips daily. Sometimes insufficient, something sincere
But I might just be something different than I was last year
Something different but that difference is unclear
Something different than I was
Something different than I was
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6. |
Interlewd
00:56
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Instumental
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7. |
Bela Lugosi
02:00
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Thinking that she knows me till I go Bela Lugosi, from the bottom of the ocean, I might shed this fickle form.
With no proof of purchase, I’ve been scraping toward the surface, but I’m drenched and lack inertia, so I won’t be coming home.
Just this once. Just because
Just this once. Just for fun
Here we go again now with dues paid and dome blown.
Floodwaters coming and I’ve taken the low road
Oh no, what that, another type of strife
When decent facs been known to rap like he’s trying to touch the afterlife
I go, you go, we should both know better now, I suppose
We Should both know better but I don’t know better
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8. |
Breaker
05:30
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And I was always guided by those tiny stars behind your eyes
Follow them until they fade, leaving us with blacker nights.
And I would always idolize those diamonds in your idle eyes
Follow them until they fade on the day that the light finally
Goes up in flame, what the hammer, what the chain
What inter furnace makes circuitry so strange
So I’m asking once again, from my pale and humble cage, keep me down, keep me cool, keep me sane
Nevermind that it reeks of ennui
I couldn’t see the forest, so I burned down the trees
Can we pour another out for the drum that still beats for my bleeding heart and for your unmet needs
I adore, the feeling that I’ve been here before
Feeling that I’ve said that before
Feeling that I
I'm beleaguered, I mean beaded, I mean staggered in a sequence
With the regrets I been counting for the times I didn’t mean it
We can fade out like a candle, we can burn up like a phoenix
I can spit it like a hymnal if you keep it like a secret
Somewhere I just got lost
Somewhere it all went wrong
A point that I can’t get across
Somewhere it just went
But that was several simulations over several shedded layers that I’ll simply have to shake if I’m to ever act my age here
it's a shame dear, that I never found the words to sum it up right and I’m always feeling somewhat wound up, uptight, and upright
But it’s true and shining and it’s blue
It can be golden and amenable too
It’s what you do
It’s how you groove
To the words I could never make sense
I felt tired, then I felt weird, now I’m just tense
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9. |
Birdsong
03:10
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Class is now in session
You caught me at a low
Is a lie I like to tell myself
Run circle round that globe
Oh so it goes
Or c'est la vie
Just let it go or let it be
Or let it bleed and let me breath
I do not know which one you’ll see in the tea leaves
Will you still see me>
Well probably not
But it’s all we got here
So I made the point clear
That we’re never going back and we’ll face our own fears
So you never turn back and you never let go
Because the only thing fixed are the things that you hold
Break it down and sounds like a birdsong
I’ll try to sing along, I’ll try to sing along
Crow sing along
Someone hold me make me happy, tell me reasons why they go
Contemplate the surface tension, breaking points, it’s all just numbers I suppose
I’m a ghost
c'est la vie of so it goes
I’m a ghost
You've been here, I can tell
By the way air, the wind still carries fragments of your smell
I miss your shape, your taste your form, I’m born reforged, reformed I know
Hide myself behind these built-up worlds
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Decent Facsimile Milwaukee, Wisconsin
I would just like to say off the top, that for legal purposes, I am not nor have I ever claimed to be a rapper, bottled
lightning, a 3-year-long car crash, your mother's love, the ghost of Kim Shattuck, or anything you might need but sometimes in moments of brief transcendence and clarity I can be a decent facsimile
You can find my main creative nonsense at anxiousink.com or @Inkbirds on IG
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