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I.D.W.T.T.A.H
02:09
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I’m sustained by the kisses that you've blown
I don't want to talk about home
I read my heart out from my phone
i don't want to talk about home
My cufflinks are heart shaped
My home lies on the great lakes
I’ve been lead here by an infinite number of mistakes
The public gets what the publics wants
So I'm staying underground with the roots and my thoughts
it echoes from my shell
I've let go of my hells
I'm making beats today
I'm making progress today
Im making hearts today
I want to swim in closed pools spontaneously at midnight
I’ll never let my armour fit right
I drink drip coffee from the tip of stalactites
I am the centre of an edelweiss
I promise to smile more
You are my blood sugar score
Level 8 sex magic sorcerer
Slay all anxiety and scourge
I’ve got the need to feel the rain on my neck
Excuse me is there space for my cloak at the coat check
I’m a dark soul you’re a treasure chest
In constant combat with my stress
My heart will always be paddling on the Eibsee
Instagram this moment just for us please
Conquered fear of water above my knees
Kodama, i am a spirit of the trees
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Jazz
03:36
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The fear that I'll never succeed
Drown anxiety in a pint of green tea
I've hated routine since 9 till half 3
Rather be fighting for survival maybe that's just me
Voici le train, L'appel du vide
Pull me under so that I don't fear that fire for once
I'll tell you what
I’ll keep it between me and my thoughts
Success isn't everything I'm not
Hang me low so my feet are barely off the floor
Taking orders from guys in jeans and dress shoes
Always being told how to be the best you
Up to my waist in shit and still it's still hard to admit I'd doubt I'd have the courage to quit
I'll become a Witcher and I'll wear my two swords next to my back bone and I will never have a home
I am a hermit crab and no shell shall ever fit me
I'll wear my home on my back and continue alone
I'm struggling to hear what you say
I fucking hate my birthday
It's fine it's just a breakfast beer
If it didn't fit in my bag don't want it
I take attacks against the brand personally
My anchors will always be misguided
A tote bag saying dream on
Is that threatening or inspiring
Approaching the stair case I'm perspiring
I'm already late
Don't get paint on your chinos
Are you cherry bomb or maraschino?
Iron sharpens iron
It's my act of attrition
Faced with rows of teeth like an escalator technician
Well the words are worthless
But the music gives me meaning
Castrate your thought process
Ignore the feeling
The marks on the ground are unintelligible
None of these words came easily
This is my natural progression
Set me up with red wine, weed, and espresso
Wes Anderson films no stress
Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
Running up the hill and I'm nearly spent
It's not about what you've broke it's what you've bent
You secrets secrete from my skin
Nurture nature to its final form
Our home is here it's unsightly but warm
I'll tell you something
The best of me is the worst of nothing
There's not much else but
At least that's one thing
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Flint & Steel
02:12
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Flashing images my mind is a catapult
Making a point not to genderize my insults
Hiding hidden meanings hoping they don't surface
Still feeling guilty for old Scottish curses
I go by another but I know my name
Unfollow your enemies and block old flames
Call out your idols make sure you don't do the same
Check show events to see who actually came
Forget past lives boil it down to a simple yes no
I've given up my days of lazy innuendos
Carbon copies you've got no right to assume
The feeling of seeing yourself in a crowded room
Swipe right who's left
One down who's next
Notifications don't check
I am king of the insects
I'm not weak though
We are fuelled by Weetoes
And we won't face defeat oh hell no
You don't have the right to assume anything
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Shock on Awe
03:02
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White water still drowns to this day
A floating hermit crab floats to its demise
Been carried for months like mothers
Hoping the water don't break
Fishermen sit and scratch there heads
The helmet head heroes laugh at their success
The paddle and the boat long lost
A long held nail rusts in the palm of your hand
You've got shivers they're swimming on your grave
A funeral I wonder who will attend
Stones in my stomach
Sew me up and send me down
Pulled under time and time again
Please just please let me drown
Paddle
Swimming hoping the water don't break
Fuck it I'm done
Water filling my lungs
Throats feeling like I'm hung
Deeper than me there is none
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Eli Hermit Scotland, UK
Eli Hermit is a Glasgow born producer and vocalist currently based in Berlin.
Hermit's sound is grounded in alternative hip/hop soaked with influence from post-rock, experimental, and ambient music.
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