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Shoot The Messenger

by Royal Chant

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1.
Out of control holding our tongues fill my heart with joy sing until we’re numb there’s vomit on the floor but we’re feeling rather capitol we don’t speak anymore feeling like collateral something wrong something gone something propping us up we don’t know what shrugging off the dust we can’t tell what’s what the reckless art of slow unravelling oh honey, no… we don’t want to rule the world but we’re feeling quite invincible we don’t speak anymore feeling like collateral something wrong something gone something holding us up God knows what keep your head up
2.
Big Mood 02:38
Through the night through the fields through the sleeping cities of steel are we dreaming, are we real? Are we lost or green or confused…. I’ll make it through I never knew I’ll make it through I always do It started bad and ended worse in a bag of regrets and a bundle of nerves hanging with the misanthropes hanging on to the end of the joke I’ll fake it through I always do I play to lose black & blue Do you want to break down? turn me inside out, oh love It’s a carousel turning me around, oh love almost get it right stumbling through the night until we’re gone Big love, big lights 40 days of 40 fights big love, big mood I wish to god I never knew I break in two I always do I break in two I break for you Do you want to break down? turn me inside out, oh love It’s a carousel turning me around, oh love almost get it right stumbling through the night until we’re gone
3.
as I walk upon the firmament dreaming of a miracle for reasons yet unknown standing on the shoulders of heaven sent, immaculate little monsters be gone watch my ego rock the roll watch my ego do-si-do as I lie beneath the wonderment waiting on a miracle from the great unknown side by side we deliberate hang your head, stay in bed, pay the rent, it never ends sudden gestures away we go all the questions roll your own What’s your cosine? What’s the angle? I’m paralysed I’m so tangled unparalleled I wish you well I can’t help myself taunting me from the underground we’ll never know you’ll never tell I’m paralysed what’s your angle? waste some time together sweet repose stare me down when I forget myself empty turnstiles apropos we’ll never know What’s your cosine? What’s the angle? I’m paralysed I’m tangled Are we parallel? I can never tell I can’t help myself Are we parallel? I can never tell Are we parallel? I can’t help myself
4.
Hand over truth, over the moon you be me and I’ll be you watching the lights devolve walk in the loneliest rapture awash in the emerald street you know I know our disinvitations off of the record on top of the world losing our disinclinations Are we being followed? Are we being followed? rub our hands raw scrubbing the walls someone to rely on as we run the numbers I know the over and under bet today! Hand over heart, falling apart thunderous applause we’ve had enough What can we do? All over the news! too optimistic for my blood yeah…yeah…yeah! capture the moment and then some Are we being followed? Are we being followed? we rub our hands raw now we’re climbing the walls someone to rely on free at least I wonder the heart is the loneliest hunter I know the over and under better days
5.
Bitters 01:53
this charming mess was meant to be our incomplete catastrophe it’s time to pick up the pieces, it’s time to lose I’ve got the bitters, you’ve got the moves knock me senseless feeling reckless I keep forgetting you I’m feeling generous you’re looking venomous we’ve got the sleeping sickness, all over you I’ve got the bitters, you’ve got it too out like a light ready to fight kiss me goodnight
6.
it’s hard to think hardly worth thinking about it’s hard to see how our luck turns around I suppose we’ll go quietly a brave new world but I don’t want to be she waits until the darkness leaves such a waste on our side of the street it’s hard to sleep with all this racket running around I tried to fold but there’s no limit to this town HIGH HOPES I beg to disagree a brave new world but we’re not meant to be we break oh so quietly I know there’s a light that waits for me a bitter taste standing in the street take me away from these lights that never sleep WE HAD HIGH HOPES WE HAD HIGH HOPES WE HAD HIGH HOPES WE HAD HIGH HOPES WE HAD HIGH HOPES
7.
Bracing ourselves for a frosty reception in hell oh we’ll never tell what we keep hidden and where wait to be dropped and then held dynamite acolyte I call you pretty now more’s the pity bittersweet remedy buy me a ticket the distance between us Penniless psycho penitent acting dismayed breaking the window five time heavyweight learning to levitate Enemy, friend to be I called you pretty you called it too late talk to me, out of reach I call it love you call it wasting away oh no, alone
8.
kicking & screaming carry on a funny feeling at a loss I don’t know the time slows it goes and comes it comes and goes I don’t know hold me close I’ve seen a ghost to and fro letting go hope against hope speaking in code home isn’t home between the lines and drifting off the noise and silence what we’ve lost letting go hope against hope speaking in code home isn’t home staring me down over and out I guess we’re racing towards the end sleeping it off tearing it down again it doesn’t matter which copy that copy that copy that I wanted you to know over and out staring me down again when I forget myself I don’t know I don’t know it goes and comes around letting go hope against hope speaking in code home isn’t home staring me down over and out again racing towards the end sleeping it off tearing it down I guess it doesn’t matter when copy that copy that copy that I’ve seen a ghost copy that copy that copy that don’t let me go
9.
Everything fine, everything strange It’s all happening again It’s a little off, a little odd and it’s all been going wrong art on the floors, love on the walls wake up the street when you come home drifting in then out again hanging on by a thread I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you Call the cat, pray for rain It’s all happening again a little more than a little less so you take what we can get love on the floor, paint on the walls wake up the street when you come home drifting in then out again hanging on by a thread I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you watch me now, watch me now we’ve been running backwards catch me now, catch me now we’ve been running backwards now, you’ve got me now you’ve got me now you’ve got me now you’ve got me now you’ve caught me now I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you I’ve been waiting for you

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released July 2, 2021

Written & Performed by Royal Chant
Recorded at The Cathouse (Port Macquarie, AU)
Mixed by James Carthew (Ann Arbor, USA)
Wash, Wax, & Shine by James Seymour
at Secret Chord Studios (Sydney, AU)

Album art & layout by Daniel Robert Schrimshire (San Fransisco, USA)

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