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walrus - EP

by mr igloo

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1.
the spot 03:01
write me a postcard addressed to the past with all of your secrets i never asked for i’m high as a staircase, a brick past the top where the stars are not hidden i still know the spot, oh a million mistakes to make: i just rue regret regret words i didn’t say – hey, that’s ironic please, be my bad habit; be my nicotine it’s the city of coffee we’re sugar and cream write me a postcard addressed to the past with all of your secrets i never asked for i’m high as a staircase, a brick past the top where the stars are not hidden i still know the spot i’m writing from exile; i’m crossing timelines fate is a construct of mystery lights have mercy on mercer ‘cause one got away it’s the city of bassists but your drummer’s a fake, yeah write me a postcard addressed to the past with all of your secrets i never asked for i’m high as a staircase, a brick past the top where the stars are not hidden i still know the spot
2.
monetize me 03:28
wanna be a different kind of star wanna have a different kind of fame wanna know what all the people want wanna drive the whole world insane i’m content now a static sound i’m in your screens monetize me wanna be a different kind of star wanna have a different kind of wealth wanna sell a different kind of art now, you can buy our mental health i’m content now a static sound i’m in your screens monetize me
3.
walrus 02:27
it’s hard to see when nothing is around it’s hard to think when i can’t hear a sound it’s hard to dream until the sun goes down rinse and repeat here comes the chorus now i’m just sin and skin and blubber put me on your plate right now use my tusks to call your brother my mustache is the talk of the town it’s hard to eat but hunger hunts me down it’s hard to sleep when hunger hunts me now it’s hard to dream until the sun goes down rinse and repeat here comes the chorus now i’m just sin and skin and blubber put me on your plate right now use my tusks to call your brother my mustache is the talk of the town youthless yearlings life on the big screen give up dreaming now, you’re on the tv i’m just sin and skin and blubber put me on your plate right now use my tusks to call your brother my mustache is the talk of the town
4.
"billy holiday" been snowed in all weekend can’t go outside can’t see your friends billy, i do not have the words to say i hope you have a better holiday billy, i do not have the bells to sleigh i hope you have a better holiday been snowed in all season can’t start your car can’t see your friends billy, i do not have the words to say i hope you have a better holiday billy, i do not have the bells to sleigh i hope you have a better holiday
5.
no face 03:49
frame by frame, been stuck in one place i’m a bad loop ‘round some old tape watch my head spin, warp, and fade into a big grin covered no face forget your friend-friend from before forget your favorite tv show-oh-oh’s when i wake up, i wear the same thing i’m a reboot of an old me frame by frame, but it’s not the same scene i’m a remix of how you want me forget your friend-friend from before forget your favorite tv show-oh-oh’s you found the face you’re looking for syndicated forever-oh-oh tell me all your favorite episodes tell me all the facts i’d never know tell me i’m the face you’re looking for but behind the scenes it never show-oh-oh’s forget your friend-friend from before forget your favorite tv show-oh-oh’s you found the face you’re looking for syndicated
6.
phantom grip 04:41
i’m typecast in the life i live how i wanted it so bad i had a dream where i don’t exist now, it’s slipping from my grasp walk around with a phantom grip on secrets behind my back burning out like a cigarette playing silent simon says with the voice inside my head stuck in the prequel that i can’t forget thought it wouldn’t be that bad you want the magic, i’m out of it felt it slip right from my grasp i’m holding on with a phantom grip to the life i will never have burning out like a cigarette playing silent simon says with the voice inside my head you know, i cannot repeat that i’ve got the cold shoulder of the devil now it’s so much easier when there’s no way out so much for living inside of the upside-down perspective always seems to shift around i’m typecast in the life i live i thought chaos was so rad i had a dream where i don’t exist and my part was just recast walk around with a phantom grip but it’s slipping right from my grasp burning out like a cigarette while the voice inside my head sings, “do what simon says” i had a dream where i don’t exist i had a dream where i don’t exist

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released December 23, 2022

All Songs Written, Performed, and Recorded by mr igloo & Roman Marten
Except Bass & Backing Vocals on “billy holiday” and “no face” Co-Written by John Hunt
As well as, various Keys & Synths on “no face” Performed and Recorded by Billy Bacci

Recorded at the Home Studios of mr igloo & Roman Marten
Bass and Additional Vocals recorded at Bathylite Studios
Additional Recording at Red Amp Audio

Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by The Mobcat
Co-Produced by Roman Marten & Cliff Fielding
Post-Production by Cliff Fielding
Artwork by Joel Stokes

Special Thanks
Joel Stokes, Aaron Bowyer, Billy Bacci, Jonzy, Red Amp Audio

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