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Cycle
Singer/Songwriter
Utwór Cycle został wydany 31 marca 2026 przez 2026010 Records DK jako część albumu Brian Mathew
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Data wydania31 marca 2026
Wytwórnia2026010 Records DK
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM94

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian Kohlhoff
Brian Kohlhoff
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Kohlhoff
Brian Kohlhoff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Kohlhoff
Brian Kohlhoff
Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Both legs out of step
He's on another social redirect
A little slow and self-conscious for chess
Tried to be himself but didn't feel the effects
Next it's a coffee hour
Joe puts imagination in power
But no you're too open and out there
The heart on your sleeve is dripping everywhere
Meetup point on the cityscape
Colorful fringe who ride hard against the grain
He's a weirdo too but not quite the right strain
Just a poser who only dabbles in the traits
The anomie
Has norms committing suicide
Is he too unique
To ever feel unified
The enemy
Is hiding in plain sight
People aren't his people
But he crosses bridges feeble
This isn't good vs. evil
But failure's downright lethal
The basement was where freedom was kept
And playthings became purposeful objects
A boy on the carpet with a notebook faking clefs
And his hand-me-down treasure with soft silver frets
One day his uncle came down the steps
And the boy performed with great distortion and seriousness
His uncle too honest a man to have common sense
Said keep practicing, spoken like a guess
Didn't know what to play after he left
And the silence too complex
I'll show them is a sad thing for a kid to express
Especially cause he never would
The anomie
Has norms committing suicide
Is he too unique
To ever feel unified
The enemy
Is hiding in plain sight
Loneliness is cheaper
Than forcing opposites equal
His life's a wasted sequel
And age won't make this sweeter
It's me who knows myself best
There's Mr. Hopeful and Mr. Reject
The former has all the perfect remarks that no one will get
The latter will gladly ruin them all with undue context
The quaint parts of life near and dear to your chest
They're just crazy, sort of like interesting defects
According to Mrs. Rep for the global social sect
And in this world you're just a guest
I once shared a song at a co-worker's request
He listened once through and then cautiously said
Isn't this too emotional to express
And look at me now, Mr. Not Quite Done Yet
The anomie
Has norms committing suicide
Is he too unique
To ever feel unified
The enemy
Is hiding in plain sight
He knows himself a keeper
But no one's digging deeper
Shrugging at the reaper
What a dirty cheater
Born to love
Forced into hate
It's not strong enough
To say that's a shame
Reality corrupt
And there's so much to blame
Grieve your empty cup
But don't give regret a name
Your middle age
Can be a brave new age
And that's not another dream world you create
And it's not from a lifeless self-help page
Your light bulbs will flee their lamp shades
Your longings will find their desperate embrace
Your passions, a friendly face
Your wilting soul, a long, long cascade
Written by: Brian Kohlhoff
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