------------------------------------------------------------------------ Can we sit around your living room and just make loads of plans about how all us are gonna start that little dream pop band? And we will talk about how its ok to sometimes just be sad and how I like pot and you like plants. And I’ll love every moment I don’t have to be alone until that hours turns, I’ll turn around and I’ll go slink off home. So I can probably go get stoned, I’ll fall asleep with my face in my phone But sometimes that’s the way that things will go. And I’m losing grip on everything, but I’m finding something to. And its redemption in the fact that I’m this total fucking loser. And if you’ll put up with me and just the awful twisted shit that I can be. Well then I guess I’d say I’m probably pretty happy. And I’m well aware I’m just a fucking wreck. And feeling sorry for myself is something I do best. And so I said “I’m made of stronger stuff”, than rope around my neck And try and dig myself out of this mental mess. And if I could see myself I know exactly what I’d say About my self indulgent bullshit being nothing but a cliché. And I guess that’s probably true but till I find a better way, its just the way I’m gonna have to play this game. Cause I just don’t what you to know what a waste of time I am. But I should’ve known that you already know what a waste of time I am. And I’m losing grip on everything, but I’m finding something to. and its redemption in the fact that I’m this total fucking loser. and if you’ll put up with me and just the awful twisted stupid selfish shithead I am constantly then I would say I’m pretty fucking lucky.

------------------------------------------------------------------------ Lately I’ve been on the outside looking in at everything that I wanted since I moved down here. And socially its time to sink or its time to swim. So I’m learning to swim, yeah I’m trying to swim. And every day I get a little bit closer and so, every night its just a little bit further to fall back to my old self, into that shell. That fucking self pity that I do so well. But I swear I’m trying to put my best foot forward and not be awkward as hell. I’ll try to breathe, brush the dirt from my knees maybe no one will know that I fell. Maybe no one will know, maybe no one will notice me. Lately I’ve felt, like a rat trapped in a maze, and I’ve been wondering if there’s any actual way to escape. Or if we all work jobs that we learn to hate, cause there’s still bills to pay, there’s always bills to pay. I’ve been thinking bout what you said Sitting drunk on the curb outside that 7/11. When I said “I hate being so fucking pathetic” and you said “Its alright, we’re all fucking messes”. So I’m gonna try and put my best foot forward and not be awkward as hell. I’ll try to breath, brush the dirt from my knee maybe no one will mind that I fell. Maybe no one will mind, maybe no one will mind me. Maybe no one will mind, maybe no one will mind me. Maybe no one will mind, maybe no one will mind me.

------------------------------------------------------------------------ So I guess the time you’re given now is what you’ve got to work with. So try to make the best of what you’ve got. Lucky patterns of electricity are all we really get to be. Somehow self aware enough to think of things we’re not. But part of you will be around as your body feeds the trees. And conservation of mass dictates that you’re molecules will be something. And even though its laughable, a stupid fantasy. I sometimes wonder what I’ll be tangentially. And if I could choose, I think I’d like to be a dog. And spend all my time chasing cars and rolling in the mud. Find nobility in wholesome happiness and simple needs. Like somewhere warm to sleep, some food, someone to love me. Somewhere warm to sleep, some food, someone to love me. They say, “it simply goes to show that you’re a simpleton” “Who doesn’t understand the scope of what they’ve got” If you want to play this stupid game, you’ve only got yourself to blame, when you waste this fantasy on something simple as a dog. And I can smile and say “you’re right”, I’m denser than a rock. But concepts of fulfillment are really only things defined by us. And making people happy, feeling safe or feeling loved. If you were looking for a reason to exist, surely that’s good enough. And if I could choose, I think I’d like to be a dog. And spend all my time chasing cars and rolling in the mud. Find nobility in wholesome happiness and simple needs. like somewhere warm to sleep, some food, someone to love me. Somewhere warm to sleep, some food, someone to love me. And when its time to leave again, and my muzzle has turned grey And my eyes and nose don’t work like how they did when I was made. And tears fall on my little box as they put me in a grave. I’d know more certainly than I do now. I’d made the world a better place.

------------------------------------------------------------------------ Cigarettes in empty plastic pints. Our intoxicating vices in our filthy little paradise They help to blow tomorrow from our minds. And just for now let everything be perfect and be fine. Float through mutual strangers left and right. “Our lives are fucking train wrecks” shout the bands on stage tonight. Reflect our times, but hold your head up high. Cause it’s our wreck and it goes all right. Stage lights are fading to dark green. And I’m taking comfort in the fact there’s more people like me than just me. And all their songs about anxiety put thoughts to words and make me feel not quite so fucking and weak. Cause I’ve always thought I needed help too many times. The songs remind me that this sickness isn’t only mine. Cigarettes in empty plastic pints. I’m thankful for all of the people I have in my life. And we can help each other to survive. I think we’re gonna be alright.

------------------------------------------------------------------------ And I know I’m the punch line to a pretty worn out joke. I’m just this tired little cliché writing shitty songs but I can hope that you’ll understand, I’m nothing good, I’m nothing grand. I’m just a loser with a guitar and a door stamp on their hand. I hope that you’re ok with that. Cause if you were after some originality, I should warn you that I can’t write songs outside the key of G C D or E. But for a pessimistic guy, I have this optimistic side . Because I try to entertain the hope that you know that I’m kind of shit but you don’t mind. Yeah you don’t mind. And I know, I understand, how insignificant I am and how ridiculous my mind is to indulge in feeling sad. I’ll write these little ditties, pour out all my insecurities but outside that make efforts to be better than I have Look at my friends and just be glad. And if you were after a little bit of honesty. I’m just staggered that you’ve stuck around through all the shit that I’ve been doing lately. But for a pessimistic guy, I have this optimistic side. Because I try to entertain the hope that they know I’m a piece of shit but they don’t mind. but they don’t mind I can be the punch line if you stay to tell the joke. I can be the punch line if you stay to tell the joke. I can be the punch line if you stay to tell the joke. I can be the punch line if you stay to tell the joke.

------------------------------------------------------------------------ Maybe one day I will write something worthwhile. Something that will comfort someone or makes somebody smile. Or maybe just make someone feel not quite so sad at night, and I’m failing now but it doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try. So brace your ears and grab your beers, I’ll tell you all my favorite stories from this year. To be clear, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than here, right now and that’s not always been how I’ve felt about existing. But if I’d checked out then, fuck I’d be missing out. Baire played a gig in Footscray, Apprehensive the support. They watched each others songs with big wide eyes. That put their hands over their face as they watched each other play on stage and that wholesome shit it really blew my mind And the time I sat with Jye on the bales at New Years. Taking 5 from all the crazy shit, just smoking pot and drinking beer. Quietly discussing exactly how it is we feel. To all else it was stoner garbage, to me it was something real. So brace your ears and grab your beers, I’ll tell you all my favorite stories from this year. To be clear, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than here right now and that’s not always been how I’ve felt about existing. But if I’d checked out then, fuck, I’d be missing out. I watched a girl I didn’t know play very lovely songs on the Clove tour, up in Sydney, at The Record Crate. I didn’t know her name, I just liked the songs she sang. That girl she was Marina, in 3 months time she’d be my mate And the friends that I am making now are the best that I have made. So many people out there, who the fuck was I to say? That “Its not worth being lonely”, which was stupid cause I bet there’s some lifelong mates just waiting to be met. So brace your ears and grab your beers, I’ll tell you all my favorite stories from this year. To be clear, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be than here right now and that’s not always been how I’ve felt about existing. But if I’d checked out then, fuck, I’d be missing out. If I’d checked out then, fuck, I’d be missing out. If I’d checked out then, fuck, I’d be missing out. PS: Since this is the end of the EP its time to spruik the ever living shit out of some of the bands/people I mentioned in this song. "Apprehensive" is the musical project of my dear friend Matt Jones. Its like these songs but better. Check him out at https://apprehensive.bandcamp.com/ Blair is the musical project of his lovely partner and my lovely friend Victoria Austin. It has since become a full band project named "Nothing Really" Blaire stuff. Its very good and very sad. Try "Smoke Signals" https://soundcloud.com/blairemusicmelb Marina Mitchell is another new but no less dear friend of mine from the Blue Mountains in NSW. She has a rare honesty and lovely way of expressing herself in her songs. Here is her bandcamp. (I recommend Lighter and Your Sad Song) https://marinamitchell.bandcamp.com/ Clove are a very good group of lads who make very good music and go on very good tours. They have a new album in the works and by the sounds of things its going to be a banger. Their last release "Grey" is still one of my favs. Tune in for tunes to bang your head to. https://cloveau.bandcamp.com/ Jye is the frontman of Turn South and a friend from way back. They are about to drop their EP Fern Town and my goodness, its probably my favourite thing to listen to currently. (I have the demo tracks, hooray!) Their two singles "Maybe" and "Belgrave Line" are out now and there's much more to come. Pretty please give them a listen. They're so much better than this garbage. https://turnsouth.bandcamp.com/