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Sleepwalkers and Sweet Talkers

by Devin Hill

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1.
Please, tell me what’s the difference between an item and an object? Because when you change from saying one to the other it confuses the hell out of me I know they mean the same by definition, but is that what you’re after? A subliminal hint suggesting an inside joke and failing to disclose it to me? CHORUS Where is the point in all of it? So many homonyms We’re all isomers, we’re made up of the same components And yet we’re different And yet we’re all the same And they tell one thing, and that one thing has a double meaning And yet the reality is an opposition to that, and the loopholes make no sense The fine print contradicts its thesis, and yet it wants to say something else And the double-edged sword is the letter opener used on its envelope Chorus And if things were really great They wouldn’t have to utilize such a grand code And if things were really great I wouldn’t have to be in alert mode And my circuits are failing From paradox inside of paradox inside of paradox Inside of bound contract That I never signed, but they have my fingerprints And connected them so I had to oblige And we’re all isomers We have our distinctions, but we’re written similar And yet we’re different And yet we’re all the same
2.
You never really know what you have until it’s gone But what if it’s just outside your reach And you’re too scared to give up your seat? I never really gave much thought How I would be like today If I had never pushed anyone away Because I couldn’t get too close, I just can’t trust In this goddamned world, everything’s so unjust So I’ll wait, I guess You never really know what you have until it’s gone Arm outstretched, I’m sorry for myself Feeling my bones lengthen, I’m so unwell And I know that I give way too much thought End of the year regrets, so unforgiving Re-evaluation to this debt I’m living Worrying about some things no one gives a shit about Confused by all the reasons why I’m flipping out So I’m sorry, I guess I’m sorry for any pain I’ve caused I’m sorry for any feelings I’ve lost But most importantly I’m sorry for nothing I’m just sorry for myself, and I’m sorry for you Because you never know what you have until it’s gone Yeah, you never know what you have until it’s gone Everything has an end So what’s the point in dwelling on it? Hell if I know, but here I am Re-evaluating who I am
3.
Punching the eject button Ascension past the clouds, I get soaked Air quality makes me light-headed Gravity pulls me back in right before I choke CHORUS My guts move to the back of my throat Disorientation comes at me in waves I wish I could bounce or even float But more likely I’m falling into my grave The ground doesn’t look any closer But the wind still scrapes against my face Feels like a thousand tiny razors Where’s the finish line to this sadistic race? Chorus I’m in an eternal descension I’ll never make it to the ground I’m in an eternal descension I’ll never make it to the ground I’m in an eternal descension I’ll never make it to the ground I’m in an eternal descension I’ll never make it
4.
Welcome to the bad singers club We’re offbeat and fuck notes up Having trouble? Just yell the words Scream it out until your throat hurts We’ve got no musical skills Music theory doesn’t give us thrills The dissonance isn’t intentional We shy away from pretentious bull CHORUS Bad singers club Bad singers club No one wants to hear us They’re swarming to buy ear plugs Bad singers club Bad singers club Pop music is the enemy We combat against melody Last week, we kicked Henry out on the street He accidentally hit an in-tune C I heard Mary was interested in playing guitar We’ll have to kick her out if she gets that far Mikey used to be able to sing back in the day But then he threw out his voice, so now he’s here to stay We don’t play gigs, just gather in my deaf friend’s cellar We can be loud because his elderly neighbors can’t hear much better chorus
5.
Done 02:23
Power to the invalid reign The inaction set forth to maintain The ongoing series of culture wars My only wish is that my life’s at least better than yours Friendly fire, you shot your enemies down You kept your enemies too close, they’re always around And you made sure you had no real friends CHORUS And everything’s said and done It’s all done Everything is said and done It’s done, it’s done, it’s done When you look at a word long enough it starts to look wrong Like when you look at someone too long, you’ve always let that feeling pull you along It’s your gasoline, and you’re running out of energy And no one feels bad for your deteriorating functionality You want to go out with a big bang You want a noose where you can hang Up all of your ambitions you could never fulfill Chorus And it’s a blast In the end, where did anything go? It’s totally a blast Only the knowledge that it’s done helps us cope And I don’t know you anymore But that’s okay Chorus It’s all done It’s all done
6.
Billy Willy was a silly old farming man Had a wife, a bunch of animals, and acres of plants His favorite cow was an old girl named Prostate Didn’t he know that’s an udderly shitty name? CHORUS He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate Many days he would sit down and milk Prostate Pull on her titties all day long until it was late Then before he headed in for bed He’d go to the rooster coop and rub his cock’s head Chorus Time for him to get some rest Lay down with his wife abreast Tomorrow he’ll milk his Prostate again He loved that cow, it was his best friend Chorus And now his wife is milkin’ his ole prostate
7.
I can stand on my own I like to do things alone Been going to work everyday for years And now I got my own home Sometimes I like the silence Sometimes I like the sirens Just some stimulation for my ears To drown out the world’s violence I’ll put my whiskey down And kiss you on the crown Cuz you’re my queen And you’re my dream Yeah, I can stand on my own And like to do things alone But you can join me anytime You’re what makes this place home Anyone else can go another way Just you and me, everyday Place your hand inside of mine Yeah, you make my day I’ll put my gin down And kiss you on the crown Cuz you’re my queen And you’re my dream I’ll put my guitar down And kiss you on the crown Cuz you’re my queen And you’re my dream
8.
I’m creating this life of mine Stagnation is the enemy of time What else can I say? I’m moving forward everyday Only I possess the power To make my future brighter, hour by hour What else can I say? I’m moving forward everyday CHORUS Living on the edge I can see the far hills The view is breathtaking because looks can kill I keep on moving, no I can’t stand still Can’t keep looking at the past because looks can kill Never settle for “good enough” Shoot for the best even when its tough What else can I say? Keep moving forward everyday Only you possess the power To make your future brighter, hour by hour What else can I say? Keep moving forward everyday Chorus I’m creating this life of mine Stagnation is the enemy of time What else can I say? I’m moving forward everyday Never settle for “good enough” Shoot for the best even when its tough What else can I say? Keep moving forward everyday Chorus
9.
Vigilante 03:15
With a spray of anger, I leap into the night Passing every streetlight looking for a fight I didn’t put on a mask, my mask is what I wear everyday Can’t keep tabs on all my alter egos, half of them are the same CHORUS A comic book vigilante or hero of sorts Battering baddies in the face is my sport In the cloak of the alleyways, I hunt and stalk my prey My enemies cower in fear and I quiver when they say my name I project my spotlight and I know my way underground I’ll be a household name for these punks and they better bow down They beg for mercy and it makes my body shake I look them deep in the eyes as I kabob them with a rake Chorus My definition of justice might not be the most popular one But I will continue my work until the job is done Ridding the world of pathetic criminal scum Scraping them from the underbelly like hardened ABC gum chorus
10.
Villain 02:13
I wanna be the villain in everyone’s story The antagonist that makes the situation gory No redemption in my plot arc, just heinous crimes The most evil nemesis of all time CHORUS I’m a villain, here to make the hero’s life hell Don’t need a motive, don’t have a message to sell I only crave chaos, destruction, mayhem, and infamy Heroes and civilians are nothing but playthings to me The world is my sandbox, I’ll sculpt it to my whim If someone disobeys, I’ll break every one of their limbs Submit to me, my army of goons will be unleashed World domination is gradually moving within my reach Chorus Villainy is my trade The heroes come in aid I win because I have no rules These protectors of the law are fools Villainy is my trade The heroes come in aid I win because I have no rules These protectors of the law are fools
11.
I’m gonna take your ass to court I’m gonna take your ass to court I’m gonna take your ass to court I’m so fucking sick of your shit I’m gonna take your ass to court I’m gonna take your ass to court I’m gonna take your ass to court I’m so fucking sick of your shit It clogs the toilet and it stinks
12.
Piggy Bank 00:35
CHORUS You’re a pig Cashed out Piggy bank Cashed out You’re a pig Cashed out Piggy bank Cashed out I’m gonna smash you with a hammer And watch your coins fall all over the floor I’ll just walk away as pedestrians ravenously pick through all your gore You have too much money More than you could possibly use I’m going to strip you of all the power that you love to abuse Chorus I’m gonna smash you with a hammer I’m gonna smash you with a hammer I’m gonna smash you into bits Were all the people you fucked over worth it?
13.
Dumb Fuck 00:49
CHORUS Small dick, big truck Spouting speeches of hate Smart mouth, dumb fuck Got a lot of shit to say Slow mind, fast temper Quick to throw fists Talk tough, ego’s tender Can’t count all the points you miss Why is it “progressive” just to not be a dick to your fellow man Why is it so hard for some to understand if you feel things, others also can Why is compassion and understanding not automatic for some? Why is it impossible to show these people where one is coming from? chorus
14.
The Thing 00:52
It’s all over now, we’re gonna get hacked It’s one of us now, its vengeance is back Could be any of us so trust no one We have to strategize, this thing isn’t dumb CHORUS It eviscerates It replicates It’s full of hate It never takes the bait Science experiment in biting cold Unearthing aliens from days of old Grotesque and able to adapt Ripping through our crew members fast chorus
15.
Sometimes I want to tear out my soul What does it mean to feel completely whole? When I feel off, I’m convinced that I’m broken When my luck’s off, I’m convinced I have no control Pressed against the ceiling, I might be at my peak A disfigured bird pecking without a beak Maybe I have no choice on my limits Maybe after everything, I really am weak CHORUS Inhuman roars bellow from below Incarcerated in Hell’s death row If this is all that I’m meant to be Then there is no such thing as peace Break my legs and I’ll crawl to valor I will be the darkest hour It’s my realm now, I beheaded the king Ruling over the Land of Nothing Prophecy of eternal absence of light And righteous gods killing each other in a fight Hellfire that will never burn out All in the act of a Trickster’s spite I have no business in this bloody affair There is no reason for the gods to care Monsters at their door, all else is just static Mankind is just collateral that got ensnared chorus
16.
I find myself on a slick, shiny floor A dark-greenish black and reflecting white light Somnambulists are surrounding me in scores Like a vivid nightmare that I can’t fight CHORUS Sleepwalkers and sweet-talkers Sneaking up from murky waters Sleeptalkers and sweet-walkers Bloodthirsty for the ritual slaughter Make me believe in something I don’t see Dragged underwater to a kraken’s delight Visions of a demon twisted between dreams A wil-o-the-wisp appears like a ghost in the night chorus Ethereal glows of blue and green Shielding the view of the stars in the sky Bulbous pulsating figures in the water around me The Sisters of Fate entice me to resign Now I’m in the middle of a field No landmarks around as far as I can tell The somnambulists are back, they want their midnight meal God, please let me survive this Hell chorus

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Demo compilation comprising of songs written by Devin Hill during the 2021 February Album Writing Month Challenge (fawm.org). The songs have been remixed/remastered and some tracks have had some changes since their appearance on the FAWM site.

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released March 1, 2021

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