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SUPERTIRED

by SUPERGENIUS

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1.
No serenity In this great tower I’m kicking up a stink I could’ve walked for hours Because I’ve got time to kill and a book to write But without my pills, it might prove hard Is this a turning point? In this great tower Don’t let me fuck this up I could’ve talked for hours But I’ve got friends to kill, and my knives are sharp Without good will, it might prove hard I couldn’t help but make you feel mad today Just know I’ll be right inside, with all that’s gold Do you think it’d help if I told you “everything’s gonna be OK,” just know I’ll be right inside with all that’s gold… We’ve got a perfect view From this great tower And when we’ve had a few I’ll talk for hours about my broken brain and my rotten heart And with whisky grain, it won’t be hard I’m not sorry that you came, I’m sorry that you’ve been ignored But I’m a total pessimist and if I speak you’ll just get bored I’ve been holding in my stomach – spend my life looking at my phone I know you think that it’s rare but most of time I’ll be listening
2.
Charmer 04:11
Paint me a picture and stay in the lines, like trains in the night Irrational thinker, sweet with a temper, afraid of the dark A master of protest, a killer of idols, forget what you know You’ve got dirt in your mouth and hope in your heart of which you’ll never let go Because you’re a charmer You’ll be making such trouble for me; I can see it when I’m sleeping at my desk And you know that I know You’ll be breathing your teeth in And wanting to sleep in until the afternoon gets dark Manipulator, pretty sore loser, “I agree with the door.” A master of business, such wooden charisma, all your goods on the floor The queen of the barter, progressively smarter, such a beautiful glow You’ve got dirt in your mouth and hope in your heart of which you’ll never let go
3.
Play tapes of lives forgotten Read books of memories lost and Remember when time stood still Relive old conversations Moments, congratulations We had the world, in our hands And I won’t forget the look on your face Is it real or a joke in bad taste? You must be nuts! Or when we watched the water The times we’ve watched the water In different spots And on most days, she moves from the right to the left side From back to front she sways, between us, beneath us, at low tide Long drives, and lonely check-ins Bronze cast John Lennon head-spins Hard as hell, as hard as hell Self control, don’t be drastic Last kiss, our lives are plastic I’ll make you smile; I’ll make you grin And although I like to reminisce Wouldn’t go back to this In a million years Because now we watch the water Forever we watch the water And time stands still, it always will. And on most days, she moves from the right to the left side From back to front she sways, between us, beneath us, at low tide From my window, feeling fine Just like blood flow, the notes that fall from my sides You see my blood You see my guts You see my tears No ifs or buts
4.
Their Designs No need for your names We’ve all been tricked by their designs All running on fumes Because we’ve built the walls too high No need for your things Brighter lights have snared you in Felt sick, broken, lighter and dumb All lost, and no one won Now I don’t mean to be a sycophant But it seems to me that this thing has got a little bit out of hand Play games and sing yourself to sleep Dried up and sold to slavery Draw straws; prepare your subway kiss Hold tight and dream of what you’ll miss
5.
Acrobatics 04:17
When you’ve only got yourself to blame Look at the choice you had When the scars align, the self-proclaimed Winner of nothing much, irrelevant Young doozy set my heart on fire Happiness acrobat With flashing lights and singing choir Winner of everything, on point today Release her, right now sir Don’t forget that I’m a killing machine With twitched lips, my nerves burn Perhaps you’re ashamed of me? Walking around, with your head all in the clouds Like your favourite song by Hüsker Dü We’ve gone too far, in the backseat of the car Got nothing left to prove I used to play with chemicals Made me feel interesting Turns out chemistry was not for me Bit of a waste of time, irrelevant Eat the fruit and drink the juice of love Nourishment for your soul Stop killing all the time you’re owed Study the boiling point, the truth be told Accuse me of thinking I’ve got no alibi I’m whittling my days thin I’ve got no alibi
6.
Know your knots Commission out of sync Believed it never but stayed strong this year I did it all without a motive This stolen symmetry Strung up and tethered and held taught my dear We did it all A glider in the air The hawks hanging are specks up in the sky They do it all without a motive And when I’m out of time It feels blacker than black feels, so near We do it all… Rejoice; sing it slow Relax, only you can know The details of my time in here A set of thoughts that never disappear Into the sand you sink Slower and deeper, you’re gasping for air You do it all without a motive Put down the bigotry Release the pressure and distress and fear You do it all You’d better know your knots You should be able to tie them all It has to be secure It can’t slacken or slip my knots so dear I need them all
7.
I kind of hate to have so many things to see to today Would’ve liked to eat spaghetti and talk to you about stuff that you say Was hoping that you, were feeling steady, we didn’t keep in touch like I’d hoped Now it’s too late, kept on forgetting, left it too long I kind of hate that I have so many things still to talk about Would’ve like to drink tequila, and make them into something to shout about Just know that ever since you told me, it’s been a thing that’s going on in my mind Now it’s too late, kept on forgetting, left it too long
8.
Kinda Wooden 04:53
Kinda Wooden? I’m not a doctor or engineer Wouldn’t be of much use in the case of an emergency Been thinking lots about my future, shaped and planned The funeral won’t cost much, I’m a subtle man, you’ll see I’ve got this pain in the tip of my elbows Don’t know why, I’ve not been doing anything of note But if you’ve got the name and number of an acupuncturist I’d like to be stabbed and pricked and then told to try and stay afloat And then she said to me…. “Hey boy, don’t be so coy! You’re awful complex, and well, I like it simple.” Now, would it be so bad if I held you back, would you smile and laugh, or frown? (Would I smile and laugh or drown?) I’m not a sportsman or politician Just in case you’ve been wondering why I don’t make you shout and jeer Do you think I should lobby for a better working wage? Or is it too late and too dark and too cold to electioneer
9.
The floating leaves; the northern drawl Intersection found, sleeping city, you’ll read all about it Here’s to new sets, proud, choked up at the palisade Wurlitzer breeze carries scents, kind of new Touched by older hearts, creeping kids with crimes to commit and… Shut the tramcar door, watch it disappear up tracks of rust and spit Won’t someone believe in me? De-robe our new ambition It’s the destruction, of sweetness and saviours I barely back down, but when I do I cave Heroes and revolutionaries are hard to make fun of, but I’ll keep on trying I barely back down, but when I do I cave Drifting sheets, slipping out of control Touch the window pane, lick my fingers to taste the rain and, Turn me inside out; make remarks about the state of my soul
10.
Left right, all right, can’t do it all tonight What do you know about stones and sticks and thoughtless tricks, and being hated? Left right all right, no proof, but it just might Be for the best if we all make haste, try not to waste what we’ve done Behind the wheel ten minutes in advance I can’t wait for the news to start - these French songs make me feel so weary It’s light; respite, I pass the roundabout And now they’re telling us something bad that’s happening but we don’t care When you know that you’re the last to make it I know how it goes; you’re in a panic One day they’re going to open up the door to your room and you’ll be done It’s trite, can’t quite explain the ache and smite Put the car in reverse and check my mirrors, wave, through gritted teeth Today, OK, I seemed to muddle through Don’t you know I’m a nervous wreck, but what the heck, they keep on paying… I did it all with a sense for adventure Some simple tricks to carve out a smile Otherwise you’ll be consumed by the devil Break your back and stay for a while

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released April 7, 2017

Recorded during a heatwave in August 2016, by Hein Devos and SUPERGENIUS, at De Kreun, Kortrijk, Belgium.

Mixed by Jack Shirley at The Atomic Garden, San Francisco California, USA.

Mastered by Lewis Johns at The Ranch, Southampton, UK.

All songs by SUPERGENIUS
All lyrics by Edward Godby

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