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Chicken Wrap
Prog-Rock/Art Rock
Chicken Wrap was released on November 9, 2025 by wojtek as a part of the album PASSERINE
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Release DateNovember 9, 2025
Labelwojtek
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM107

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wojtek
Wojtek
Performer
Anders Munk Jakobsen
Anders Munk Jakobsen
Guitar
Elliot Viggo Hutchinson Vasegaard
Elliot Viggo Hutchinson Vasegaard
Mixed Artist
Geo Nørlem Barbou des Places
Geo Nørlem Barbou des Places
Drums
Aske Ørneborg Jacobsen
Aske Ørneborg Jacobsen
Guitar
Nikolaj Blauenfeldt
Nikolaj Blauenfeldt
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anders Munk Jakobsen
Anders Munk Jakobsen
Composer
Elliot Viggo Hutchinson Vasegaard
Elliot Viggo Hutchinson Vasegaard
Composer
Geo Nørlem Barbou des Places
Geo Nørlem Barbou des Places
Composer
Aske Ørneborg Jacobsen
Aske Ørneborg Jacobsen
Composer
Nikolaj Blauenfeldt
Nikolaj Blauenfeldt
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Frederik Brandt Jakobsen
Frederik Brandt Jakobsen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

The local homie blows smoke on his wounds
Misspelled weird hand rises from the tomb
High five, nice guy, couldn't know he might try
To fashion a pipe from a piano-
Key, door, weird floor, wobble more, bit sore
Misconstrue the undertones, shaky bag filled with bones
I use a phoney voice when I'm yelling no one's home
I'm a liar, but I wouldn't say I'm-
Wrong side, bed side, stay fried, day died
Pick up where I left off, symphony on spinal chord
Music to the ears of a crowd that disappears
Like running low and pulling the-
Chord, verse, chorus, verse, someone write a middle eight
A bedroom is a place where you officially can brew some hate
Wolves wearing boots, stuck somewhere beyond the gates
Making eye contact with someone that I hate!
...
Top 5 ways to piss off the cable guy,
I don't know what to say,
I just wanna know why I'm -
I'm stil under your thumb,
Feeling kinda dumb,
I don't where I wanna lie but I'm -
Wobble more, bit sore
Wrap your hands around my face when I'm -
...
Sky gazing at the sun
Limatok in hand feeling done
Call this shit for luck, called you the only one
Embers in your hair had me feeling kinda dumb
Named mayhem, kidding me, tame vagabond
Yes sir, caught you grabbing at my grey hair
Two shirts, didn't even know that you people went there
Got stuck on a dare, out of luck no where
Pot luck there on an island
Been doing this the hard way,
Think I'm creative till you say touché
Not today supé, think I'm the type to catch myself out late?
Date date date date
...
The local homie feels down on his luck
Misspelled weird hand rises up and fucking dies
Stop to wonder why feelings don't belong in a vault,
I stop to wonder why I feel I'm at fault
A tow truck begins to derail
I stop to wonder why I feel that I failed
Got stuck in detail, who's the common nightingale?
I'm the devil's backbone and tattletale
I've become if all else fails,
The sea grasps
I stick my tail between my legs and get the fuck out of dodge
Then fuck right off
I don't know how to get away with what I can't say
I'm a liar but I wouldn't say I'm wrong
...
When do you find a place curling up to die?
You bury it before it loses personhood to frozen lies
Long winded summer, I shiver off with the water dogs
Beaming down and breathing out, performing diving somersaults
To get me out the lovers cove, and break a piece of talking off
I'm leaving sentimental thoughts
We get our water from the source - directly
Go dark, tree bark, hearing dogs, seeing sparks
I'm breathing like a fire licking at your shoes
When all you want is that piercing scream to split the heaven blue
Johnny burning ballyhoo
Nose against an empty zoo
Anyways I couldn't say what separates me from you,
Anywho,
This is stupid,
Posting up with my knives out
Pretending I'm not caught being stuck up in my night gown
Wrong way up, posters going up around down town
Guppies looking for a new "ground sound"
Or other earthly matters
I'm done pretending cinnamon is all that matters
Pretending that these hands do all but gather
The moon couldn't appear any flatter
So peal the bumper sticker off
It's bound to be a bouncy ride
I don't why we're getting off
But take your armies off inside
When I'm -
...
I'm hungry
Walking down the street
Looking for something to eat,
I need to get something for cheap
Cuz I'm telling you,
I
...
I'm hungry
Dog in the trash, eating what was left
Like a cleft between my heart and the treble clef
I don't know what was best
But that's a good idea dog, I forgot to eat and that
...
I might just get a chicken wrap
Written by: Anders Munk Jakobsen, Aske Ørneborg Jacobsen, Elliot Viggo Hutchinson Vasegaard, Geo Nørlem Barbou des Places, Nikolaj Blauenfeldt
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