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Chill Out, Future Man

by Bubble Made Imagination

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1.
It's Time 04:13
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All I want Is peace and quiet So I can fill it with my noise I wanna, I wanna an empty box To fill up with my toys Wanna shove the present Back to the past To live again And to breath And not speak Behind the mask It’s time, it’s time For a blackout It’s time, it’s time To behave Oh We all want a little harmony We wanna sing a different tune Let the trash burn with the dreams Fadeout and refuel   It’s time, it’s time For a blackout It’s time, it’s time To behave It’s time, it’s time For a reason It’s time, it’s time To be saved Oh   Can only dream at night The future’s asleep You don’t what I mean Know what I mean? I mean to speak straight I can’t straighten it out You don’t wanna go deep Wanna go deep? Our pain is all the same But give it different names Something to get hung up on Instead of Feeling   It’s time, it’s time Whoa oh It’s time, it’s time Oh yeah It’s time, it’s time Whoa oh It’s time, it’s time Oh yeah
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No Place 03:27
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Hour by Hour 03:33
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I could use a bottle of sleep Sun don’t trick me, sun don’t lure me I could use a bullet with teeth Sun I’m lying, sun I’m scheming   Planning every moment from death to birth Planning every moment from death to birth   Late to heaven, don’t you angels weep Sun don’t burn me, sun don’t raise me up At this moment counting ways to end Sun I’m tempted, sun I’m tired   Working backward from my last day on earth Hour by hour, minute by minute Tracking by the heart’s beating rhythm Planning every moment from death to birth   It won’t be long till it’s all figured out And the plan can be executed Perfectly until then I’ll continue to make the focus of living The planning of a life   Working backward from my last day on earth Hour by hour, minute by minute Tracking by the heart’s beating rhythm Planning every moment   Working backward from my last day on earth Hour by hour, minute by minute Tracking by the heart’s beating rhythm Planning every moment from death to birth From death to birth
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Home 04:30
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The houses change color, bleed money and take The soul of the memory, for heaven’s sake The last one standing after fires and quakes Will pretend to be a deep fake We’ll visit as ghosts, make a big deal [Of] the final relic, we’ll loot and steal It might be empty, and we might feel The walls were green when teal Our caves are wooden, stuffed with lies Home is where the heart lays down and dies A picture of history follows our eyes We didn’t know him, there’s no prize What will we haunt when the houses are gone? When streets are buried by mother’s lawn Will there be another? Will we fixate on The charlatans and simpletons we’ve become? Will there be another? Will we fixate on The charlatans and simpletons we’ve become? A few escaped to outer space This was the point of their billions and trillions But we chose to stay To bury the future in earthen graves Let them build houses in the red soil of Mars Let them make the decorations And wall colors—a worthy and noble cause Leave us be, us simple folk The second law, will continue To win despite your efforts and our Yellow star will collapse And erase the last vestige of Your houses, our houses on this On this round blue desert And we can only hope that something remembers this This place we now call our home
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Meat Pie Weekend Holiday 04:47
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On this meat pie weekend holiday Littered wrapping ate the pay day This moment came with a headache Earlier in the week I fell to my knees Spinal column was a time robber The wolf sips Kool-Aid, the wolf brushes his teeth The sheep lie in repose, naked in the street I need a skin doctor and a head doctor And I can’t stand up I need a skin doctor and a head doctor And I can’t stand up I need a brain doctor and a heart doctor And I can’t see straight But I can see enough to know I’m broken To see the cracks are getting wider Like the one in Pinal County’s desert And I just need some tape It’s Christmas Day Snowfall blankets the machinery And I’ve got no one to talk to They’re all Asleep It’s Christmas Day It’s meat pie weekend holiday It’s time to lay with the ghost It’s Christmas Day It’s Christmas Day It’s Christmas Day It’s Christmas Day Ooooohhh it’s Christmas Day On this meat pie weekend holiday I’m thinking some pretty strange things, [like] Jeff Rosenstock would find me boring if we met at a party But he’d bring a good energy and wouldn’t let on, I’m assuming But I have no clue and I have no clue why I’m thinking about him at 6:47am on this Christmas Day I need a skin doctor and a head doctor And I can’t stand up
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Self Portrait 04:02
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Hug my demons every night Tuck them in like my child Waistline grew out of fear He’s no fun without a beer Cold to some generous on paper Lazy, work’s not in favor Dropping words like Ali Wanting so candidly   This is a self portrait It is a self portrait I’m running from   Perceived logic is a crutch Moonbeams never open up Country man is never coy City man has fewer toys He’s no fun without a beer Getting bigger, death is near Running low on things like trust Is making friends worth the fuss?   This is a self portrait It is a self portrait I’m running from This is a self portrait It is a self portrait I’m running from This is a self portrait It is a self portrait I’m running from   Are you running? Are you running? Are you running too? This is a self portrait It is a self portrait I’m running from This is a self portrait It is a self portrait I’m running from Are you running? Are you running? Are you running too? This is a self portrait This is a self portrait It is a self portrait I’m running from
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Please Let Them Take Me (Remix) 03:59
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released September 9, 2022

Written, produced and mixed by Andy Dunfee
Master by Jon Fintel at Relay Recording
All sounds by Andy Dunfee

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Bubble Made Imagination Columbus, Ohio

Hi, I’m Andy, I make rock music in my home studio whenever time allows. I’m a child of the eighties, learned guitar in the nineties, mimicked the writing of indie rock in the early aughts, and have been winging it ever since. I have a DIY attitude and philosophy to make what I want to hear, do best with what I’ve got and treat each song as a time capsule. ... more

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