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Rhetorical Homecoming Queen

by Royal Chant

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let’s play anonymous the last gasp is upon us pleading in English pleading for reasons and all that we erase and all that we embrace wait for the fever to break it’s morphine for the memories spinning our mistakes I feel seen through now I need you and I know where you are casting shadows from the stars shot clean through rhetorical homecoming queen of rhetorical questioning keep your powder dry, save your tires, you’re my favourite waste of time too hard, too fast, too much, too soon for sale, for shame, for love, what’s new for love, again, for love, forget our fading thoughts, our fallen I feel seen through fading in your eyes now I need you breaking apart in the light and I know where you are casting shadows from afar I’m shot clean through and all that we erase and all that we embrace and all that we erase and all that we escape and all that we erase and all that we embrace and all that we erase and all that we escape the terror alone, racing towards us all the terror unknown, racing with open arms bending light and breaking gravity’s pull the terror we know, racing towards us all
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A car full of dickheads revving their engine all the peacocks strut down Oxford St. then the night falls and we’re doing the spider walk some wander off and some of us go to sleep We’re going places we’re motivated we’re making big plans we’re kicking big cans $10 hand jobs and slinging cheap cocaine Stop the dancing it can only get worse. a handful of matadors waving their capes against the new world trust fund kids trust the system’s rigged but the sun never sets over Oxford St. We’re going places we’re motivated we’re making big plans we’re kicking big cans filled with envy and the strangest of dreams Another day another something breaks now we’re looking for a place to lick our wounds in peace I’m kicking myself back to sleep We’re going places we’re motivated we’re making big plans and kicking the shit out of cans and the strangest dreams Another day another something breaks and now we’re looking for a place to lick our wounds in peace I’m kicking myself back to sleep

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released March 11, 2022

Written & Performed by Royal Chant

Recorded at the Cathouse (Port Macquarie, NSW, AU) and The Farmhouse (Ann Arbor, MI, USA).

Mixed James Carthew
Wash, Wax, & Shine by James Seymour
Mastered by James Carthew

Live track recorded & mixed by Sally Hackett at the Town Hall Hotel (Sydney, NSW, AU).

Album Artwork & Design by James Carthew

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