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Here It Comes
03:22
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They say the world is gonna end
It's everybody's final chance
To make it better if they can, it's up to them
Yeah I'm ready here it comes
The ocean rising or the sun
If we don't drown we're gonna burn
Either way it's gonna hurt
So pause the games, come down to earth
We're all waiting, it's your turn
There's still some time for you to transform
You have so much to learn
Scorched earth comin' on, plastic ocean rising up
Maybe the waves will cool us off
Acid rain burnin’ our broken brains
Bringing up toxic thoughts to ease the pain
Anything to ease the pain
Dreaming of the day we’re back in space
Free afloat on all the rays
Back to basics we’ll be basically
Back to the beginning
Start again another try
We’ll try to get it right next time
And if we fuck up so what
So we die another time
Scorched earth comin' on, plastic ocean rising up
Maybe the waves will cool us off
Acid rain burnin’ our broken brains
Bringing up toxic thoughts to ease the pain
Anything to ease the pain
I know it's hard with all these assholes
With their laws and with their loopholes
But the worst thing that you could do is to think that you're not one too
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2. |
In The R L
03:33
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There I am, there I go, on your phone
See me being me, suspend disbelief
Just words on a screen
Yeah I don't know if I can go out into the rl (real life)
Maybe you can bring the whole world to me on my little machine
If the hand clappers win
Let's reset the simulation
Start the world all over again
And then when we end our lith-ium dependence
That could be us, back on my shit again
What do we become when the moments’ gone?
Better capture this one
You should hold real still
Tilt your head a little
Gotta get it looking real
Even if I live always distracted it's all relative
I mean who's to say what's reality
It's all just something we see
Now that they've crowned their idiot king
Time to shut it down, take it off the cloud, delete everything
How do I hold onto something I know is fake?
Take my cyber lyfe, take my megabytes, make it all go away
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3. |
70's Adventure
03:35
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We could have a 70s adventure, jump in a lake
They catch us stealing peaches from a farmer, we get chased away
Wear the same thing week after week, wash it in a stream
Stealing only what we need, living day to day
We can live without, within our means
We could have a 70s adventure slash comedy
I hit you with a key lime pie right in your face
You hide a scorpion in my shoe, it gets my toe, we have to amputate
Along the way you meet someone new and they catch your eye and out of your eye I fade
We could have a 70s, coming of age, a little romance, a little tragedy
And then I'm selling life insurance policies door to door
Always wondering, is this one yours?
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4. |
The Storm
03:01
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I see the storm a comin, wild and brave
It's eye it keeps on movin, always changing shape
I want to give chase but I know my place
It's just like in the movies, the hero waits
Until the final moment, memory delayed
You'll never know pleasure, until you know pain
I ran into the desert to see if it's like they say
Looking for skeletons and rattlesnakes
But didn't see anything
My father used to tell me we're not what we think
You wanna think you're perfect and that's a mistake
I always felt busted, I could never relate
This wind has got me bracing but I'm gonna wait
See if I can make it, I was always more foolish than afraid...
I went to San Francisco, tried to get laid
She took me to her notell and said I didn't have to pay
And after I came I ran away
Sometimes when I'm drinking alone in my place
I put on a movie and go into space
Pull up my phone, put down a phrase
This storm has got me thinking maybe I’ll stay
Hold onto something heavy and hope I don’t blow away
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5. |
Gutted
03:15
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Go hide on the roof, go hide on a tree
What's that I see? You run on down the street
You got somewhere to be? Anywhere but there
If then I knew what I do now
I don't know I might leave it alone
If I could say one thing to me is
The greatest gift that you could get
Is the chance to live through this, to live gutted
Now that you've made it this far
You can do anything you want
You don’t need those parts
The fire made you strong
Now you can show someone
They're at their greatest, gutted
You became your greatest when you were gutted
Someday soon you might run into you
And what do you do with your chance to warn another you
Do you make a move?
Or let yourself become what makes you, you
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6. |
Mount Misery
03:52
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Take me to the trough it's never enough
I'm hungry and thirsty and I get what I want
I want you to move me to mount misery
I'm white as a ghost and free as can be
I'm cursed with the curse of knowledge and work
Whatever I think I'm sure you'll agree
I take what I want and I don't want to work
I am what I am the American Dream
So please, give me everything
A platform to piss on, a two dollar word
With arms open wide and back fully turned
I'm sad cause I don't have whatever you have
Why me why now more than ever I'm sure
Let me bring you to Bellevue and unburden your brain
Starve you and shock you till you’re seein’ straight
I reek with the stench of perfume and meat
I'm covered in blood from toes to my teeth
My belly's so full I can't see
My belt is so tight I can't breathe
If I let go of something I'd be free
But my grip is too tight to release
In my gin palace I sit and I dream
I dream up the things that'll come after everything
I hope that my good lord and savior believes
That I was sincere when I said the right things
Even in death I still expect treasure forever for doing nothing
If I'm not entitled to be fed and be fucked
That might mean I might be the one who is what I say is my enemy
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7. |
Monday
03:24
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Birthdays remind me how I age
In a way that feels like I’ll never make it
And holidays take me to a time
When I wasn’t part of the celebration
And all the other days seem to blur
Into a blur of work and fiction
But Monday, Monday is ok
That’s my day, the one that people hate
I don't know what I'd do without you
So when you go, go on any other day that you want to
Just leave me my day to hold onto
If I turn this page and turn another age and get old
In my old ways yeah I can stay or yeah change I suppose
But that might take another me to up and grow
Like if I had another head on my shoulder
And then would that head say, “it ain't so great stuck with this man I hate”
And then like you it’d have itself removed and run away
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8. |
Death To The World
03:42
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Death to the ways of the world
My kingdom ain't one you can see
Lose all your diamonds and pearls
Sure won't need them where you are going
Cause everything you touch is simply just a feeling
And babe these feelings have a way of deceiving
Now death to the weight of the world
What you get is what you see
No more bottles or pills
Your troubles are only as big as you believe
Even if you must get fucked up and cut yourself up
Who'd I be to judge if maybe you've had enough
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9. |
Bad Word Turn
02:52
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I don't feel like a man
A racing thought, the wreckage is irreversible
And still I search for something heavier
In the nightmare, that is my every thought
I'll take the grief you can keep the fear
I don’t feel like a man
I could walk in any place and turn it upside down with my mind
I get stronger the longer I'm away
Your hand aches, I tried, I tried, I tried
Some things can't be stopped without a police state
Bad word took a turn and I ended up face down in the dirt
There's nothing like being right or like being first
There's always another monster lurking in the earth
If you dig you're sure to find what you're looking for
There I remain, did you think I'd be prettier?
I can't help it if I'm the one the worms prefer
I don't feel like a man
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10. |
Tower Of Silence
03:25
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In the tower of silence
Left for the vultures to find us
To peck what's left of our patience
In the tower of silence
You say you're writing to say how the house is sinking
How all of the cost is amazing
Hope I'm doing ok up in my building
When they pick me apart with their beaks I know one thing
They'll leave hungry for sympathy
They won't find that bone inside of me
Up in my building
You can barely tell this was ever a wall
You can hardly see this was ever a building
There's no dollar amount that is about to change things
It's too late to get out, birds are already circling
Up the side you can try to climb
I might be gone once you arrive
I've been up there such a long time
I can't say what you might find
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11. |
Satan's Prayer
02:48
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I gave my soul to satan when I was six years old
I figured he could use it more than I would
Then when I'd pray to Jesus I knew my words weren't felt
I had no soul to send them up I'd sent myself to hell
Oh Lord won't you give me something else
Cause what I got now already feels like hell
And I would lay at night just thinkin’ how my future might
Like maybe something that I could like, something like a real life
But then my mind reminds, reminds me I'm a drone
Remote controlled, no will of my own
I'm a passenger lookin’ out the window
Just a passenger lookin’ out the window
I’m just a passenger lookin’ out the window
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12. |
Burden Bearer
03:52
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Your burden becomes the bearer
Bearer brings the burden to bear
I'll become the one you come around
When no other bearers are there
But will I have the strength after bringing all the weight
Of everything I've been pulling even younger bones will break
Underneath the pressure the burden finds a way
But then it has its own new load of burdens to delegate
Oh will I become, mmm what I despise?
Will I pass it along, is this my prize?
Someday even this burden will need someone to take
And just like his bestowers before him
His buckle will be his break
Oh will I become, oh what I despise?
Will I pass it along, is this my prize?
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13. |
The Billow
02:51
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Don't you wish you were on the beach
By the open water just suckin’ up the breeze
Off the coast of Maine where the water’s clear
I dip my toe in the sand and watch it disappear
Yeah go to the oceanside and roll your body in the tide
And let it wash away in the common waves
Yeah let your mind be occupied
By sense of smell and the sense of sight
And forget about that massive beach
All those shores beneath your feet
And one day you may look up
From beneath the crashing sea
And see yourself floating out
Into the endless possibility
And when you land on land
Crawl hand over hand
With more pain than you can handle
Again you must put your trust into the billow
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14. |
The Room
03:52
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Hey
Yeah I'm still here
Holdin’ down the fort
When you get back you'll find me
On the floor
Sprawled
Spread all around the room
Like I'll soon
Become the room
“On my way, be there in 5
Walkin’ up, I'm right outside”
To what
Do I owe the pleasure
Of your graceful presence
As you walk all over my old floorboards
“Well it's hard to say but I'll try
I am here to say goodbye”
Well that's no big surprise
I saw it in your eyes
I always knew but I chose not to see the truth
“Hey it's not so cut and dry
Don't you even wonder why?”
Well I think it's safe to assume
You don't want to be with someone who has become a room
And that I have turned you into your very own room
And now you must find someone to walk all over you
This time I'll see it comin’
You can only see up from the bottom
I’ma lay here ‘til I'm rotten
Peel me up when you see me sofen
Leave me naked in the New York sun
I'll be cookin here until I'm done
Me and my room we've become one
I'm just a piece of furniture for you to step on
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Belaver New York, New York
Belaver is the project of NYC-based songwriter Ben Godfrey. In 2014 Godfrey released his debut EP, Wild Desperation, produced by songwriter Robert Ellis, with elegantly stark instrumentation and ominous murderous narratives. In 2019 Robert Ellis produced a follow-up Belaver LP, True Love of Crime, as lush contrast to Wild Desperation with electronic elements over themes of lovers on the run. ... more
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