Taken from the album ’Bring Backs’, out April 23rd on Anti-
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Visualizer by Johny Pitts
Written & produced by Alfa Mist
Recorded by Simon Trought
Mixed by Will Holland
Mastered by Guy Davie
Jamie Leeming: Guitar
Richard Spaven: Drums
Rocco Palladino: Bass
Alfa Sekitoleko: Vocals & Electric Piano
Lyrics
Serious face cos it’s really a race
Trying to stabilise while my health deteriorates
My fever leaves me a delirious state
Now I’m growing weary of fakes, here to replace
They cheer me and wait, until they hear a mistake
I don’t wanna lose my drive so I’m steering away
Plus I got a call saying that her period’s late
So I’m opening my calendar and clearing the dates
It’s fate, I’m just a battler, too black to be tatted up
A hunter a gatherer, lunge if you’re bad enough
Been thrown downstairs I clung to the banister
I used to have it rough, saw my plan erupt
Now I’m on the settee playing 3 months of soul caliber
I missed brekkie need lunch for the stamina
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