the one that paints the bloody pictures,
circles of hell.
Still trying to find the magic door.
If you want me to come all that way you
better pay me.
Am I supposed to feel so privileged
to be a part of your clown show?
Privileged to be a part of your social fix?
Do, do, do, do, do....
Do,do, do, do, do, do...
The other self
Never seems to be that present.
Searching the shelves
for books that ground and validate,
After at stop at the druggist,
for that thing that keeps me happy,
Thin and awake
So I can feel so confident....
From your gushing and flattery,
Comforted because you want to be like me.
Don't be silly.
Don't be silly....
You'll never know me.
You'll never really know me,
So long as you insist I'm a number on your list.
It must be hard for you to go a day without me.
I'm working it out in the privacy of my home....
Of my home....
No time for them.
They aren't my friends.
So long. Godspeed.
It's time to leave.
...the people these days
Drive me crazy.
the people these days...
the people these days respect no boundaries.....
released March 6, 2018
Monique Ortiz: vocals, fretless bass, synths.
Michael Howard: drums, percussion.
Tednoir: guitar, synths.