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Oh! What a Shame!
02:52
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The colours aren’t real I know that,
Wattle yellows flushed against tar blacks.
Eggshell head hung low,
Miles from your car to my home.
Nothing sticks in my head,
Not the cadence, the resonance, the latent vibrations.
Maybe a handful of words that were said,
But I don’t think it’s worth repeating them.
Just let some things die in the end.
Skip the credits, turn to page five.
Didn’t have a plan b, this was how I was going to live my life.
Everything in the middle of course I don’t miss,
Staring at a screen constantly, figuring out I’m worthless.
Get angry sing songs of heartbreak and loss,
Fully fleshed out internal monologues.
Kill myself in the performance
Without realising it’s all pointless.
There’s nothing special about these screams,
There’s a million others pushing their hearts harder than me.
And the villagers have all started to speak,
About how their monster has a narcissistic streak.
Wish I was better at self-marketing.
And there’s a warrior of little skill or finesse,
Pushing a blade straight through the centre of my chest.
And I can’t let them know,
That I died long ago.
This isn’t my lair,
I have no power, no consequence here.
And no matter how well it goes,
It’ll never be the ‘Jack Livingston’ show.
Now I’m feeling pretty fucking low.
Skip the credits, turn to page five.
Didn’t have a plan b, this was how I was going to live my life.
Everything in the middle of course I don’t miss,
Staring at a screen constantly, figuring out I’m worthless.
And it always ends the same,
I don’t get the treasure; I don’t attain the fame.
Oh, what a shame. Oh, what a shame. Oh, what a shame. Oh, what a shame.
Oh, what a shame. Oh, what a shame. Oh, what a shame.
Oh, what a shame, what a shame.
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2. |
The Perfect Take
00:20
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Helena Pop Canberra, Australia
We just want you to have a good time and for you to let others have a good time.
Helena Pop are based on Ngunnawal and Wurundjeri land.
Helena Pop recommends:
Perpetual Customer
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The end may be nigh, but this takes us to a happy place before we inevitably succumb. Also, banger.
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