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Future Endings: A Live Studio Recording

by IdiotHead

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Leon Dobrowolski
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Leon Dobrowolski Ok, Free Market Music już napisaliście, więc teraz tylko z górki, ale to jest najlepsza Wasza płyta jaką sobie zapętlam na uszach. I jako całość, i jako najzajebistszy smutnio-wkurwiony kawałek jaki katowałem od dawna, czyli Boredom and Heroin. Favorite track: Boredom and Heroin.
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Have I ever thanked you for the moment I'll forget you and will never be able to recall the connection. Have I ever told you I've been lying to bystanders like you? I've been false, happy and forgetful. Hiding in my cave I am protected from these faces with names and eyes, mouths opening and closing again. Have you ever looked at one of your friends and thought to yourself, "How much would I sell you for and how much would I get for your soul?" No hesitation on my part so thank the lord the devil isn't looking for garden gnomes. I'm stuck here with you on this earth with no chance of escaping your voice, words, mouth opening and closing again. I'm feeling ill and starving for freedom from self control. Knuckle white, slip of tongue, you are gone and I am fine.
Spot the difference between pictures one and three, with one image missing, where could it be? I ignore the friction with non-fiction inside me. This human is thinking, never listening, do you hear me? I wonder why we no longer fear the sun as we should. I'm so prepared to come undone under the condition you all will come along too. See the mission in my wishes and pray with me. Release wisdom from prison and let nothing come to be.
Codrama 04:03
Bring her what she asks of you, she knows something you do not understand and yes, you are damaged goods. I stand for what she brings - ultimate certainty. The end of everything. Touch of divinity. All things return to nothing. All voices quiet down. Take myself as an offering. One thing I call my own. I'm not here, nor am I anywhere. I was dead weight, now I weigh nothing.
Lies aren't medicine I win by not being exposed. Show me everything. Don't get me wrong I will look back, how could I be at ease. Homeopathic remedies and Jesus won't help me. Hey there boy, will you eat me? Concentrate, they won't let you keep me. Now, what a waste. I can still taste you.
It's working when you reach out, is it broken, let me feel. It's like a cardboard box but it's all we have. I'd like to give you something as beautiful as the simplest thing I could express. But all I have is this, a sequence of words wrapped in a timeline of sounds. I feel it's all there is to it. Wreckage of man versus the ever growing need to be as close as the human form allows. I'm so happy to be here with you. I seem to have a tough time with finding words that feel new and stunning to the bone and still alive and real. To be frank with god not necessarily with everyone else with all that has been said and all that has been false. I'm so happy to be here with you.
I'm a lost soul but I can be your friend. If you feed me, no need to wash me clean. Just water me, offer me shelter. So I can lose my mind a second later. You can't force me to go to bed now. I'm drinking for future endings. Proper mind circuit bending. Is happening in my head now. This shit is wasting my time. I'd rather waste it myself. This trip is burning fuel. I cannot easily replace. I'll drink and smoke the shit out of this. Swallow poison all night. Devour drugs like the faceless spirit until you cast me out.
Between high hopes and empty eyes of the cattle there is boredom and heroin. Just in case we'll part tonight I will devour this, filling the vast and empty space that is the foundation of this great design. Space that is the punch line of this practical joke. You left us hungry forever craving more of everything and anything at all. Between truth and sadness flows a river of alcohol. It's in our blood even when it's not. In work and church there is just enough cocaine to get by, to live with, to deal with the vast and empty space ...
Flowers packaged in eiderdown lay at your doorstep for a brief moment until I took them back and ran away scared. Then I wrote some words for you and threw them in the fire seconds later. There is nothing I can give you. We're staring at paintings again, of blind deaf idiots with wings. And all the people around just walking in their sleep. There is broken glass beneath the feet of the children. Hungry dogs keep watching us watching them with fear. There is no comfort in songs of priests or nursery rhymes of monks. The dogs are at the door waiting for us to fall asleep. If I let go, will they take everything from us? If I close my eyes just for a moment, they will feed. Someone is playing with the kill switch again. Turning the world on and off for us. On and off for us, on and off again. On and on, over again. It's on and off and over again. On and on and off again.


Recorded live, February 2016, 697 meters above sea level | site: idiothead.pl | buy music: idiothead.8merch.com | videos: youtube.com/user/deprim | social: facebook.com/idiotheadmusic | contact/booking: idiothead@idiothead.pl | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED (SERIOUSLY)

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released November 3, 2017

Produced by IdiotHead | Mixed by Raf Zaremba with some help from d' and Wojciech Karaś | Recorded by: d' (vocals, synths, samples), Raf Zaremba (guitars), Sylwia Kamińska (bass), Michał Lange (drums, samples) | Cover design: SHINODDA STUDIO Agnieszka Kaczmarek


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