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Cuckoo!
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Cuckoo! was released on May 11, 2025 by Pithy Records as a part of the album Rictus Grin
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Release DateMay 11, 2025
LabelPithy Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM162

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kyle Labak
Kyle Labak
Vocals, Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Labak
Kyle Labak
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cole Walker
Cole Walker
Producer, Engineer

Lyrics

Hey, don't hang up
And I know, this is weird
But if you have a crush on me
Say "psyche!" right now, 'cause
I hate how you're making me feel
It's embarrassing
Putting me all out of sorts
You're just some guy, and I don't give a fuck that you're
Funny and kind, and intelligent too, you should
Know that I'm loyal almost to a fault but you're
Putting me all out of sorts
Cuckoo
I don't have anything I really want to ask you
And if I ever seemed to care, I didn't mean to
Because we both have other people we should lean to
Cuckoo
Despite the look of it, I never meant to hurt you
Though when I look into your eyes it's like I feel you
I am really not the person who can heal you
Cuckoo
If you were tied up to the mast, no wax could save you
In your collapse, you're still the one that I would sing to
And there's no joy within those depths you would careen to
Cuckoo
It's just a game we play, not something to read into
Though I would swear your eyes something of the sin, too
Once in a while it would seem there is a glint… ooh
I should hang up, after all, it is clear, you are
Straight, and a mess, kind of full of yourself, and
What else can I say? You should just go away and don't
Come back and darken my door
Burn down your shrine; stop taking my picture, stop
Calling me "cute," or "a genius," or "God," I'm the
Man that you wish you could chat with on Grindr but
Never have darken your door
Why would you seek what you cannot possess?
I've a comfortable one-flat that's always a mess, and a
Man who adores all the ways that I'm weird, and
In short, I can never be yours
Even if I became single right now
And if you were sincere (though I doubt that you are)
You would only
Be able
To disrupt
My shit, in short
Putting me all out of sorts
You've got some kind of problem
You're pathological
Though you're in my subconscious
It's just not logical
Keep dreaming, kid, keep dreaming
Go chase that lucky star
On balance, you're fantastic
But oh, sweet Jesus, you are
Cuckoo
I guess it's something that you'll just have to get used to
There was no hope, you always knew I would refuse you
Look at my husband, why'd you think that I would choose you
Cuckoo
You were confused and acted like men always seem to
I was amused, you wanted someone who would see you
But now the game is up and I think you should step to
This whole thing is
Cuckoo
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Written by: Kyle Brent Labak
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