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Met In The Pool / Fool

By sad_infamy_sings on January 28, 2022 6:11 pm

Hahaaa, I missed the deadline last week, so here’s a longer song than normal. Also did some traveling, so my schedule and recording habits were thrown off, but I still came up with something interesting.

Lyrics:

Met In The Pool

We met in the pool, just me and my rival
there was a look on your face when I lost the race, though I came in last, there is something more vast
and wouldn’t you know it: my other group is meeting here, here in the pool, what a coincidence
And you’d have to be a fool not to see I’m in it, and you’d have to be a fool not to see we’ll win it
My other group, we keep minutes, and yes we’re going to win it, every day brand new limits,
everyday I throw my name to the floor
I’m not hiding any more, can’t you see I’m in it
I’m not hiding any more, no use keeping secrets
I throw my name to the floor
and the look on your face (etc etc)

And we met in the pool, me and my rival
And we met in the pool, just me and a fool

/
Fool

And I thought of the road of life and how one misstep can cause you to disintegrate

just as another discovery along the way can earn your wings

the cold, empty sky along the road, a bag of doritoes in your heart or in your scrapes, an angel on the phone lines keeps your pace

a devil in the gravel keeps you level

the stare of a man that doesn’t care for you blood

spend a memory connecting you to the forgotten past distantly before you remembered yesterday is today yesterday was a loop
there we are
nope

what happened between the when and the pumpkin
an old bird
a new pain in my wing,
the same empty feeling, less comforting, more harrowing

why do we save up till the last
moment we have to empty it ourselves, we empty ourselves
or maybe we have always been full?

A burden in your gut
A burden on your shoulder who is so sweet it can’t hurt

And yeah I pierced my ears thinking it would make me look cool
but now I’m infected and I can’t go in the swimming pool

A burden in my gut,
a burden in my stool
and yeah that’s cool
take a shower

Missed you last week, always looking forward to your songs. The cleverness of the spoken-word "why do we think of the past, why do we save up to the last... moment" is my favorite moment of the song. heart

ilzxc wrote:

Missed you last week, always looking forward to your songs. The cleverness of the spoken-word "why do we think of the past, why do we save up to the last... moment" is my favorite moment of the song. <3


Thanks ilzxc! It feels nice to be missed, haha. Thanks for listening, and I'm glad you enjoyed it!

Eerie, but hauntingly beautiful

Devieus wrote:

Eerie, but hauntingly beautiful


thanks! that seems to be general vibe for what I've been making lately harhar

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