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Big Fish
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Rock
Big Fish was released on May 29, 2026 by Literal Hell Records as a part of the album Tattoo Logic
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Release DateMay 29, 2026
LabelLiteral Hell Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Lyrics

White knuckles' lines have settled in
I get a grip, I raise my chin
Try hard to stand out while fitting in
Will I sink or will I swim
The best four years are all that I hear
At first I'd listen, but now it's unclear
Not what I'd expect, I think I've gone deaf
In the city of posers and half-drunk beers
Some people tell me that smiles tend to open doors
Turns out my feet are stuck on the ground floor
You're not hot shit
Even though you're full of it
You make me sick
With all the poison that you spit
You're creeping up on chicks relying on your blind apologists
But you're just a big fish
Swimming in a pint-sized pond
Eyes scan the room when you walk in
They size up the slim-fit girl in question
Their gazes stop right at her skin
Cause he don't see her, and they won't believe her
You greet the man at the front of the room
His expression suggests your dreams might come true
You get your hopes up for nothing
I hate to break it to you
But really he just wants to fuck you
Like cartoon quicksand, seems I'm swallowed by the scene
Try not to make waves, but still be seen
You're not hot shit
Even though you're full of it
You make me sick
With all the poison that you spit
You're creeping up on chicks relying on your blind apologists
But you're just a big fish
Swimming in a pint-sized pond
You focus on the 40-under girl you teach
Unbothered by the trust you breach
I can feel myself in her naivety
It makes me wonder what you would do privately
I'm not a piece of meat to be caught in your teeth
You're asking for redemption, cheating sleeping
Peeping, eating cheaply, talkin' sweetly
Staking out girls at the steakhouse
Now another one is preying on drunk girls in the
Parking lot like a game of cat-and-mouse
My one-night stand is going off about it
After I asked him to shut it, so I'm shut out
And I'm shut off from the show scene
So thanks a lot for less than nothing
It's a bait-and-switching balance
Way before we start to talk about the talent
Reel 'em in with a toothy grin
Just to leave her flat out in the dust again
'Cause you're not hot shit
Even though you're full of it
You make me sick
With all the poison that you spit
You're creeping up on chicks relying on your blind apologists
But you're just a big fish
You're just a big fish
You're just a big fish
Swimming in a pint-sized pond
Written by: Grayson Fraser Pynn, Mia Hill, Robert Prescott Bowden, Swathi Anusha Ramaswamy, William Richard Collins
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