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Here, Together

by Autocorrect

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1.
Sup 02:46
(Gimme more) (There’s no memory of pastel) I’ve stared at the bottom of a bottle of pills Not for cheap thrills, no, cuz the thought of living kills me Spinning my wheels I’m covered in deals Dollar store bargains with the demon’s concealed Every part of my body is dying That’s not hyperbole—we’re really fucking dying I’m tried of trying to act like I’m fighting Go to sleep with the sirens singing songs to my eyelids Wake up, hope those thoughts go the way of the Flintstones But they yabba-dabba-don’t So it flows, I take it child’s pose Center myself on a memory exposed And so it goes, other platitudes stacking Scribbling out verses on the back of some napkins Sitting in the bedroom pretending I’m rapping But actually I’m looping all the moments of unhappiness If you’re trying to be better say what’s up If you’re just tryna get faded say what’s up If you’re trying to make it through some shit in your life Throw your hands to the sky, we’re laying a vibe If you’re having dark days say what’s up If you’re tryna get paid say what’s up If you’re trying to make it through the shit in your life Reach your hands to the sky, we’re screaming survive It’s hard pushing through when the person who said “take it easy on you” is no longer living It’s hard giving a fuck when the person whose hugs could fill a whole room up is no longer living It’s hard living right when inside of your mind says “The best thing to try is no longer living” No longer forgiving no longer restricting Inhibitions preventing your own fucking ending I don’t know what I need And I don’t know how I’ll find it But I’ll find it While surviving That might be all we do today That might be all we do tomorrow, who gives a fuck It might be all we do the whole damn week that doesn’t mean we’re weak So reach out to each other! If you’re unable or afraid to be seen that’s alright with me, Keep your hands by your side But remember tonight, remember to breathe When you feel like it’s over and hope is deleted Remember you mean something to me If you’re trying to be better say what’s up If you’re just tryna get faded say what’s up If you’re trying to make it through some shit in your life Throw your hands to the sky, we’re laying a vibe If you’re having dark days say what’s up If you’re tryna get paid say what’s up If you’re trying to make it through the shit in your life Reach your hands to the sky, we’re screaming survive
2.
Closeout 03:20
Ey What’s that on your mind? Is it on aisle five? Can you find it alright? I know I should help you blindly But I’ve been fighting to face these items Let’s face the items now I know I can’t keep you coming Coming back for more when There’s nothing left in my store No deals, no savings No way to change things I’ve gotta say this before we close I don’t have a lot left in my cart, no There’s something to be said for all that pain You can always find some help, or You could go straight through the self-check You taught me how to put in the work to feel worthy Oh well, I’ve been clocking out early Been clocking out early Been clocking out early Say do that work do that work do it (Do that work do that work do it) Say do that work do that work do it (Do that work do that work do it) Now ruin it ruin it ruin (Ruin it ruin it ruin) Say do that work do that work do it (Do that work do that work do it) I know I can’t keep you coming Coming back for more when There’s nothing left in my store No deals no savings No way to change things I’ve gotta say this before we close I might be completely sold out And I might be totally closed now But I want to But I want to But I want to open up for you I'll open up for you I'll open up for you (Say do that work do that work do it) I’ll get it right now (Say do that work do that work do it) I’ll get it right now (Say do that work do that work do it) All open lanes now I’ll get it right now
3.
I start blank, every canvas dry Posting constantly, gathering my thread I’ve been sketching something worthless But I still need Need is fabric, want is just a stitch My favorite color is attention I wear it daily I take it where I can What I needed What I needed couldn’t be found (Couldn’t be found anywhere) What I needed What I needed couldn’t be found here (Online) Can we just go? (What I needed) Can we just go? Can we just go out? (Couldn't be found anywhere) What I needed (At all) What I needed couldn’t be found here (It was online) Why am I like this? Why am I like this? Why? I don’t know Why am I? Back on my bullshit Painted me useless I’m single and stupid (Wah!) Count on the truth and You’ll lose it like Cupid Swipe on a loose little putrid Infused bit of puce sick Sleep in a garden like Zeus did (Go on wit it) Turn the hourglass (Go on wit it) There’s an out to cash (Go on wit it) Same as the last Trade on the facts, strength in the past? I got the numbers I put 'em on maps Faking a flow on a low and I’m trapped Over and under they know that I’m wack And slow to the task (Go! Go!) What I needed What I needed couldn’t be found (Couldn’t be found anywhere) What I needed What I needed couldn’t be found here (Online) Can we just go? (What I needed) Can we just go? Can we just go out? (Couldn't be found anywhere) What I needed (At all) What I needed couldn’t be found here (It was online) I am not free, Now where will I click?
4.
Clock-ish 03:20
(With hand over fist) (Chasing after) (Whatever fits) (This isn’t it, can’t be it) Clock ticks wherever I sit Taking payment (Get money get money) I’m faded (Get money get money) I’m faking a bit Pick it on up like a toe tag (Ching ching) Moving commas into black smoke stacks Light it up flex swag indelible telling cash That C.R.E.A.M. isn’t king to the laboring class so Get money when I chatter my teeth Get money when I’m laying to sleep Sounds funny when I hold my money I can feel that money try to breathe, that’s that I’m alive as long as I’ve got dimes Take mine no matter what the sign says No pennies left in a lifeline Designed the right grind to try and fight time I guess With hand over fist Chasing after (Whatever it is) Whatever fits This isn’t it, can’t be it With hand over fist Taking everything I can Whatever fits I’ve slumped through life thinking it’s right To work every damn day and all through the night I can’t pay, there’s no dividends inscribed On a debt-soaked slice of pride my only vibe and Sometimes I’m towing the line Cuz my base stat’s burnout, rolling the die But no luck, wake up and it multiplies That fucked up sly and regrettable lie If I don’t make work, I must be worthless Sim City as a public servant No cheat codes for the dearth of verdant Landscapes all barren cuz the work is hurting My mind gets circumspect A long deep sigh and I flirt with death I can fake the rest with my sleep this wrecked But it’s hard taking charge when you’re so depressed With hand over fist Chasing after (Whatever it is) Whatever fits This isn’t it, can’t be it With hand over fist Taking everything I can Whatever fits
5.
The best part of waking up Is that half full cup of ennui looking up From the bottom of the barrel that I'm wearing dawn to dusk It's a half price special on wanderlust Like 2-for-1 incomes such fun When you’re looking at the clock and think the day is done So you punch out just to climb back in Had enough but the second-grind gear shifts in Uhhh take your 15 minutes Relaxing innit living in the middle of a middling paycheck Wiggle room, nope! Limit break, nope! Juggling doom and hope Is a full time job, drawing blood from a stone At the end of a rope where the pen is bone dry That's a wack rhyme, but it’ll have to do It’s half past 2 and I got shit to do Put a little rhythm in your backside Throw your hands up for Generation 1099 Gotta hustle on the side to get mine I wanna get mine Put a little rhythm in your backside Throw your hands up for Generation 1099 Gotta hustle on the side to get mine I wanna get mine Laying on the floor 10pm Wanna get mine But I gotta go to work (But I gotta go to work!) For the third time (Today) What you wanna do what you wanna be What you wanna see when you get way older Cuz we gotta get older (Well!) Do a little dance monkey Toil with your hands monkey Put on your best pants and your nice dunks Sit in the butt of a joke, you’ve been trumped, monkey What you wanna do quarter to 2 ante meridiem Eyes turning black and blue How you gonna be what you wanna see Dyin' in the streets screaming “I can’t breathe!” When I say get, y'all say food Get (Food!) Get (Food!) When I say get, y'all say paid... Get money, get food Get food, get paid Get up, do it again Put a little rhythm in your backside Throw your hands up for Generation 1099 Gotta hustle on the side to get mine I wanna get mine Put a little rhythm in your backside Throw your hands up for Generation 1099 Gotta hustle on the side to get mine I wanna get mine
6.
I cry at movies I lie to you, these are not exclusive Mutually assured and useless, I'm through with it (Give up) Choosing it (Give up) Moving it (Give up) Crops dusted in upchuck throw up With all this baggage no flights in my future So many attachments throw out the fuckin' Hoover Grade-A loser, home grown improvements Who's heard of that? Hah hah! Sample that play that back loop it Chop and screw it, chew it out fluid, flip and use it I'm a user, addict of whomst? Blacken the roots What you need is to get a little warmer Slink right down to the core and  Try it out Don't slow down Salt the earth under the verses, first inversion Worthless syrupy sermons, it's gonna get better It's gonna be wetter hotter better more wetter For 3 easy payments of 9.99 it's definitely better ETH BTC 1emcee b-e-t-t-  Ahhhh! Direct deposit Deposit directly to me your soil and coffin It'll grow much better with hole in your pocket That's not a problem it's a feature we use often
 Here's the last line but I forgot it What you need is to get a little warmer Slink right down to the core and  Try it out Don't slow down
7.
Outside 01:39
You know we outside Cuz we're never going home You know we outside (You know we outside) Cuz we're working to the bone You know we outside Cuz we're never going home You know we outside (You know we outside) Cuz we're working to the bone All night All night And now we're inside Because we're never leaving home You know we inside, we looking outside Still we're working to the bone You know it's alright Cuz we're never leaving home I think it's alright (I said it's alright) Still we're working to the bone All night All night
8.
I don’t know how to be happy I don’t know how to be cool I don’t know how to be nothing at all So what are we doing? Oh, god only knows On with it, on with it, on (Count on me leaving) (I’m having trouble with the mornings I guess I’m in mourning) I walk around with sound coming out of every orifice Not a flex, more like an ouroboros is Looping infinite jest or a loser at rest A metaphysical test for a court of the rekt It’s an emotional maladapt escort mission at best Covered in phallic steps no checkpoints to deftly guess Where the next intermission will fall, sartorial heft Custom made skins for the chronically dispossessed I wear my **** on my chest like a billboard marquee 30-foot statuesque anxiety trees How many LODs do you need to see it isn’t easy for me? And that’s some S-level tea (Literally everyone knows that about you) Well alright that’s for free you can take the XP I’m tryna earn mine one foot in the steez Go on with it on with it ennui I don’t know how to be happy I don’t know how to be cool I don’t know how to be nothing at all So what are we doing? Oh, god only knows On with it, on with it, on (Count on me leaving)
9.
I wanna smell you in the sheets (When I wake in the morning) I wanna taste you in the air Right now Stuck in the dark without you The light of the moon can’t even reach me here A world in a cup flows out Strength in the empty space where you oughta be Stuck in the dark without you The light of the moon can’t even reach me here Carry it through to next time Is there a next time? Foolishly waiting I wanna smell you in the sheets (When I wake in the morning) I wanna taste you in the air Right now Gotta shake down from your wings (When I, when I float on) Dig me out from your skin Foolishly waiting Stuck in the dark without you The light of the moon can’t even reach me here A world in a cup flows out Strength in the empty space where you oughta be Stuck in the dark without you The light of the moon can’t even reach me here Carry it through to next time Is there a next time? Foolishly waiting Carry (carry) through to next time Is there a next time? (Is there a next time?) (I'll float on) (Stuck in the dark without you) Stuck in the dark without you The light of the moon can’t even reach me here A world in a cup flows out Strength in the empty space where you oughta be Stuck in the dark without you The light of the moon can’t even reach me here Carry it through to next time Is there a next time? Foolishly waiting
10.
Leased 03:23
I don't really own nothing I don't really own my mind I don't really own nothing I just have a lease on life There's a thought (Me?) in my head (Please) Living rent free, well that's the only thing (Yeah) I'm not a notary signing off of hope and dream The only way to grow the tree is over over over me Ante up—if you want the only boss key Better hit that Loss P wing stealing sauce thief Vibe shift exhausting, with every day on lost seas Finding it too costly to even share the tea No CODs, crawling on hands and knees to feed Need payment in advance plus (Minus) fees I just wanna sleep, wanna be 3D when I breathe On all'a da things I try to keep part of my person down to the teeth No-bones day (Nope) I couldn't afford it anyway There's no rainy day dentist under the pain of getting paid Feeling good is schway (Yeh) the cost is every memory made (Oh?) Every picture we take (What?) and every penny we saved (Huh) I don't really own nothing I don't really own my mind I don't really own nothing I just have a lease on life (Phone!) I don't own it (Car!) I don't own it (House!) I don't own it, I don't own it! Feeling mid when I'm flowing and overloading on the notion Underneath the corporate slogan, drink the potion feel the motion I can taste the bene-fits and starts, stop and open Like a record of greatest hits, every moment has been chosen All it really takes is a bit of time and you're devotion Nothing else to blame but you're own skin Well then, caught in a tower like Calliope Every night I plea begging the Dreaming for release But it's only me—no entry on the scene Cash and carry, make the play, the expense, all my needs What does it mean? When you're living hand to mouth And everything you read about finding a way out Has the same decree: the way you make it through a drought (It's simple) Give up on all the things that could make you drown (Wait) Easy for you to say, you're still writing There's no ink in my pen cuz I'm dying I don't really own nothing I don't really own my mind I don't really own nothing I just have a lease on life I don't really own nothing I don't really own my mind I don't really own nothing I just have a lease on life
11.
If you’re sitting in the dark of your home, mentally thrown (It me) Wishing that the universe could throw you a bone You’re not alone (Prove it) I promise you’re not alone There’s countless just like us tryna find their throne (Oh no) I know it feels like you’re dying The world is on fire and no one knows the assignment If I said I knew mine I know you know I’m lying So all I’m here to say is: stop trying (What?) Ask yourself: whose standards are you pursuing? (Good question) Whose ruler determines how far it is you’re moving? (And how fast!) why are we racing to the conclusion, And losing ourself in the name of productivity boosting? Uh, that’s too big of a question (It is) And honestly I didn’t prep to deliver a lesson (Good job teach) Most days I find I can’t see the progression I guess I needed directions What do you need? What can you get from it done? What do you need, what can you get done from it? When you find the next step  (What’s the next step?) Take what you need Try hard to get one thing done Be what you need to get something done from it When you find the next step (Here’s the next step) Everyone’s a teacher, everyone’s a student That’s not a metaphor for how we finally get through it It’s facts: no one knows what they’re doing If they act otherwise you know they ain’t read the blueprint Aight, so how do we start planning?
 Break down the tasks so everyone just handles Exactly what they can, here’s a chance to break standards Hype each other up with a brand new canticle (Huh?) That’s hymns that hit different for Immediate assistance in a community of remnants Living on the edge of a fucked up system Being treated like our bodies are a prison (And then some) Well, it got big again didn’t it? (A little) I should probably follow the advice I’ve been giving With all these problems listed it’s time to start simple: (How?) Ask one question, then listen What do you need? What can you get from it done? What do you need, what can you get done from it? When you find the next step  (What’s the next step?) Take what you need Try hard to get one thing done Be what you need to get something done from it When you find the next step (Here’s the next step) What do you need? What can you get from that done? What do you need to get something done from it When you find the next step Here's the next step...

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released December 2, 2022

Cast:
Moses Andrews III - vocals, bass, synth, keys.
Sean OG Burns - vocals, synth, keys, guitar.
Cecil Decker - vocals, programming, synth, bass.
Chris Johnson - vocals, programming, synth, keys.

Crew:
Alex Davis - piano (2).
Death Ray Robin - backing vocals (2, 3).
int80 - backing vocals (2).
LEX the Lexicon Artist - backing vocals (2).
Tribe One - backing vocals (2).

Lyrics by Cecil Decker with Moses Andrews III (3, 5, 9), Sean OG Burns (3, 4, 9), and Chris Johnson (6).
Produced & Recorded by Autocorrect.
Mixed & Mastered by mono no audio.
Cover Art & Packaging Design by Cecil Decker.

Gear:
Austin strat copy LH, ESP LTD guitar, Ovation Timeless LH, Peavey Millennium BXP, Squier P-Bass LH, Aguilar Tone Hammer 350, Archetype Gojira, Orange Terror Bass 500, Ableton Live/Push 2, Arturia MicroFreak, Faderfox EC4, Korg M3, Midi Fighter Twister, Nord Electro 4D, Teenage Engineering OP-1, Twisted Electrons MEGAfm, Cloudlifter, Focusrite 18i20, Shure SM7b.

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