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Cold As The Sun

by Fatigue

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A thick and hazy piece of dark-dance about the feeling of running in circles, chasing one's own tail, and the existential horror and defeat that comes from not knowing how to break the cycle.

lyrics

Crawling to the surface I
Crying out for purpose I
Fundamentally nervous I
Cold As The Sun

Digging through my ruins we
Claw the roughage probably
Just another dead end here
Cold As The Sun
What I've Become

We don't sleep
We don't dream
We barely breathe
We hardly speak
We don't reach
We don't sing
We don't do
Much of anything

We don't sleep
We don't dream
We barely breathe
We hardly speak
We don't reach
We don't sing
We don't do
Much of anything

Sold My Soul It Didn't Help
Head Kept Down No Sense Of Self
Gathering Dust Upon The Shelf
Cold As The Sun

It Takes A Grand Cacophony
To Break Up The Monotony
Drudgery: Roots Of My Tree
Cold As The Sun
I Am Undone

We don't sleep
We don't dream
We barely breathe
We hardly speak
We don't reach
We don't sing
We don't do
Much of anything

We don't sleep
We don't dream
We barely breathe
We hardly speak
We don't reach
We don't sing
We don't do
Much of anything

I just want to feel love
I just want to feel love
I just want to feel anything at all

I just want to feel mirth
I just want to feel mirth
I just want to feel like I am of this Earth

I just want to feel pain
I just want to feel pain
I just want to feel anything again

I just want to feel hurt
I just want to feel hurt
I just want to feel anything

We don't sleep
We don't dream
We barely breathe
We hardly speak
We don't reach
We don't sing
We don't do
Much of anything

We don't sleep
We don't dream
We barely breathe
We hardly speak
We don't reach
We don't sing
We don't do
Much of anything

credits

released May 5, 2023
Written & Produced by Lillian Edith Martin

Mastered by Colin C. at The Cell Studio

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Fatigue Lowell, Massachusetts

Dark, depressed synth-pop from a desolate mill city.

Info & booking at fatiguemusicma@gmail.com

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