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Bark At The Sun

by His & Hers

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1.
Set Wrong My Rights 02:51
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I’m just replacing all my problems with a new I keep exploring other avenues My face is itching, wish it would rip in two It’s hardest when you know the problems you That day’s behind me Now that day’s behind me That day’s behind me Still barely functioning I’m just not well equipped to deal With birthdays or heartache That pushes you to verdicts like: “My minds a fake and my thoughts are frauds” They think I’ve lost them They think I’ve lost them They think I’ve lost it They think i’ve lost you Just save yourself and don’t show your face tonight or open your mouth this week Face it, you’re fighting life I can’t take my life, I’ve shuffled my pack of lies But they want me to face it Set right all my wrongs It’s just not enough Same as before Think all day long, think so much you can’t talk anymore We’ve spent all our lives glorified or demonised We’ve spent too much time appeasing our own dishevelled minds Don’t wanna hide anymore I don’t wanna fight anymore There’s no doubt anymore Try to be something that should live and breathe Lie to me and tell me everything will make more sense This is my home now At risk of boring myself out of the world I’ll step down off the wall Call it a swing and a miss Know your place Have enough decency to show some humility And in the blink of an eye, I’ll set wrong all my rights
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Let Them Eat Cake 03:39
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Compelled to ask “what’s going on with us?” Bodys, how many bodies are enough? 2,3,4 That's too amorous for me My thoughts are plagued with my instructors naivety My creators insecurities - how much skins too much? Now all I feel is poly-animosity All I want is you, and me Or is that just a fucking fantasy? Ownership and jealousy come easy to men like me Somebody to love you Somebody who keeps you warm Somebody to know you Somebody that makes you think normal My walk, my head, the way you talk My wig, I didn't realise Yeah nothing is straight Not even the babes, can we talk about the babes? Don't they say that a problem shared is a new a problem all together I split wigs when i don't get my way, wait that's not me Fading into poly-ambiguity All i want is you, and me Is that just a fantasy? Ownership and jealousy don't fit in this thought out masterpiece Whats next? Negs, texts, I'll Show my legs Show my face and you want my head Your place is home get running Now hold your tongue while mine puts you in your place That's not right, so unbecoming You're not right This is societies faithfull Giving up every last piece of yourself Somehow my faiths ran out So I dump my body in a pit of befuddled sin All I want is you, and me Is that just a fantasy Ownership and jealousy come easy to girls like me Is this traditional? It's just traditional It’s how we’re taught to view the world We’re just a fallacy, we’re modern day morality Noone wants saving. No one wants Nothing's worth saving No one worth saving No one needs saving
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Babylon Jive 04:18
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Fuck as much as possible, make sure you exist Make them feel uncomfortable Make sure you exist in their heads But I don’t want it, don’t need this responsibility Daddy, daddy’s dead I’ve got the throne I am the saviour I set the tone for self-righteous behaviour I’ll redefine what’s right and wrong I’ll sodomise rational thought until it’s gone Just follow me, through giving up anonymity Follow this world’s favourite son to guilty oblivion No wonder you’re so against everything Fuck life, no faith - don’t feel or believe anything Like imaginary friends or made up men Has this all twisted things up in my head? Like is this love, or the weirdest haircut ever? Has all this guilt jammed up aspirations downstairs? Too young to care about eternity Too old to believe in fairy tales or made up men Now I’m a made up man [in make up man] Trying to live a life that’s not in drag I chain smoke like a lung relay [at the hunk parade] Can I smoke out all my build in shame No degree of rationality You hate my life style and my choices, respectively Why is there no love for the man of the skirt, when the cloth is covered in blood? Chain smoke like a lung relay Make repentance every week Drink drinks at the pink parade Escapisms never as bleak We are the queens, we’re this month’s flavour We’ll set the tone for tasteless behaviour Just follow me, this week there’ll be no apologies Ride your pig-tailed bastard son through the gates of babylon Oh my god - daddy’s home, and he cried out with a mighty voice saying “Fallen, fallen is babylon the great She has become a prison for every demon and every unclean spirit And every ugly, hateful bird The woman whom you saw is the great city; which reigns over the kings of the earth For all have drunk the wine of her immorality And have become rich by the wealth of her sensuality And the light of the lamp will not shine in you any longer And the voice of the bridegroom and the bride will not be heard any longer For the great men of the earth and all nations were deceived by your sorcery”
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Bring Your Drink To Work Day 03:16
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I guess I, I just can’t change my spots either Every night; Ground-hogged repeated I’ll retreat and back up my ideas It happens to the worst of us I make mistakes, then make decisions I’ll practice drinking with precision This isn’t your retreat it’s my religion You’re nipping at my gin slicked heels Your cold eyes filled with salt water I ought to feel I get distracted while you’re wading around I told you I wasn’t a righteous man, I assume we’re still having fun I told you i told you I wasn’t a righteous man I’m drowning in your pointless leaves I guess the alcoholic doesn’t fall too far from the tree I’m tending to my garden You get distracted while you’re hanging around You said - I’m slipping in and out of class A pointless system of F-ing and Passing I’m hissing and passing out It’s all research baby We’ll need a bigger bed This is just a dream honey If it’s the canvas then we’ll paint By numbers Bring your drink to work day If it’s sheets then leave the stains To learn from You asked me what’s the single worst thing I’ve ever done I asked if you were single, you said “that’s so dumb” Well I think it looks like I won this round, I’ll let you pick up the next one Cursing drunk Every day; Ground-hogged repeated Greet each morning with a fever And someone new We’re gonna need a bigger bed tho Cruising drunk Keep my head above the table Keep your mouth out of the gutter under your nails I’m gonna crawl back to bed soon And bark at the sun Bark at the sun Can’t hold my tongue, now my face has lost all feeling Every night; Ground-hogged repeated I’ll retreat and buck up my ideas It happens to the best of us I make mistakes, you make decisions This was all research baby if the glass fits you write my act of contrition

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Recorded at The Penthouse by Will Cook
Mastered by Audio Siege
Artwork by Joey Everett / Chum designs

Released by Speaking Tongues

Available to purchase for digital download at - shop.speakingtongues.co.uk/products/his-and-hers-bark-at-the-sun

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released April 13, 2018

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