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Welcome Impostor

by Charlie Ridler

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Oh, please come here again Because I'll just indicate and then keep straight Can't you be more direct Because we make each other wait And the ramblings of a lone drunk They make my thoughts seem much more certain now They blaze in fire until I am sunk But I'll still crash into your ground I'll still crash into your ground without your help I want this badly now Oh, please turn and face me Should I say it again, or leave it alone I only trust myself To fuck it up again, again And the ramblings of a lone drunk They make my thoughts seem much more certain now They blaze in fire until I am sunk But I'll still crash into your ground And the ramblings of a lone drunk They make my thoughts seem much more certain now They blaze in fire until I am sunk But I'll still crash into your ground
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You might be sinking now, but it's not enough To simple wear the badge, reap the reward for a lack of power. You might be thinking that their time has passed; You would be correct in assuming so. Lizard lived in the lake for a million years eating the mud that falls from the mouth of tyranny. Keep it in the back of your mind As you smoke a cigarette from the gutter of your thoughts. He's so rich he put the Devil out of a job; He threw himself on our funeral fire, instead he dowsed the flames. Only sinful when it suits you. Disillusioned with the womb, sick of the sight of the source. Lizard lived in the lake for a million years eating the mud that falls from the mouth of tyranny. Keep it in the back of your mind As you smoke a cigarette from the gutter of your thoughts.
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Vent 03:16
Apply and re-apply Wax on, wax off, and there it stays Like a tattoo, it's always there with you I lowered myself, and brought you with me I created you darling, but it is me who's falling A pig to the slaughter, she seems so much taller than me I will gorge myself on your entrails My self-serving innocent pursuit of something to achieve It was written I should be loyally vice To the nightmare of my choice Yet our thoughts set sail, clatter off freezing tiles Drawing lowly pity only from the few I created you darling, but it is me who's falling A pig to the slaughter, she seems so much taller than me I will gorge myself on your entrails My self-serving innocent pursuit of something to achieve I created you darling, but it is me who's falling A pig to the slaughter, she seems so much taller than me I will gorge myself on your entrails My self-serving innocent pursuit of something to achieve
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With insectile thoughts, they keep smearing me Childish pictures stare, disgusted by a screen Oh and dappled lie, how you pursue it how? A fucking year ago, but it's too late now This one is for the knife's friend Children are animals to me, and that's exactly what you are Primary school mentality, just look towards the sun it might cheer you up This one is for the knife's friend
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They offer up your lives They offer up your lives
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As hundreds set down their wheels There was only one he cared for. He would burn oceans of fuel For one direct flight to her door. Living under the flight path Is hell, but now he waits For further naphtha-kerosene To come, corrupt his breathing space. A fear that love will fray Trickling down Melting away As her frown Shoots glares like stars: A love that’s ours, But is parsecs thick, Is surely one he longs to keep.
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Red Eyes 04:46
You just dig yourself a hole, thinking it will make you more like them But it snares you like a dog and sucks you into the machine Think back, to when we used to laugh, where our words carried no weight Now you treat us with such disdain, oh what a tension you create They've got red eyes and so do you They've got red eyes and so do you We don't care, the clothes they wear They've got red eyes and so do you A face like a robber's dog, someone told me you weren't born with it I can't speak for others but, I can certainly speak for myself And they've stolen you away, and they've shrouded you pride with shame Oh you've gone, oh you've gone, oh you've gone, Oh you've gone away. They've got red eyes and so do you They've got red eyes and so do you We don't care, the clothes they wear They've got red eyes and so do you They've got red eyes and so do you They've got red eyes and so do you We don't care, the clothes they wear They've got red eyes and so do you
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I'll wait for this Game to finish No deadly sins No blue eyes to welcome you back home One end of the office tower Stare at what's been created Lights left on, bodies left empty Shrouded in silk and steel; Steal away yourself before they steal you We live in a city state, with a prison gate for a king We dive in a frozen lake full of shattered pretty young things We see through a tinted glass a forgotten past unexplored Through thought and word and deed Through thought and word and deed I'll wait for this Game to finish No deadly sins No blue eyes to welcome you back home One end of the office tower Is swallowed up by a bigger fish I though I knew my ground, but it opened up beneath my feet
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They built a bridge, so they don't have to walk through the slum We're filthy rich, so much we put the Devil out of a job I've seen the surface of it, all those that they held dear You think you ow not a single penny, with your mouth to see hands to hear I've seen the surface of it, all those that they held dear You think you ow not a single penny, with your mouth to see hands to hear
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We'll take them in, but only a few, Not the one's we've been asked to Our pale hands build walls to keep them out To keep them out at all costs Looks like we've lost our humanity, The same way the lost their lives: in the waves We fill our ears with our privileges Check the time, when will it stop? Would you blame those who can't In favour of those who make demands The pain is really there in the faces of the insects Yeah We'll take them in, but only a few, Not the one's we've been asked to Our pale hands build walls to keep them out To keep them out at all costs Looks like we've lost our humanity, The same way the lost their lives: in the waves We fill our ears with our privileges Check the time, when will it stop? Into the fire and out of the pan; it shouldn't take a child's death to make them understand But all roads lead to rome. If you don't have a home, it's our own fault, we shouldn't have tarnished our hands. We'll take them in, but only a few, Not the one's we've been asked to Our pale hands build walls to keep them out To keep them out at all costs Looks like we've lost our humanity, The same way the lost their lives: in the waves We fill our ears with our privileges Check the time, when will it stop?
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King 05:47
They just want to kill the king, for all the good he's done, No one's listening, the war's already been won You don't know who you are, but he is willing, Let no one see your scars, but they can see you bleeding Don't sell your soul for a seat on the throne He's the only one who reaps what he sows The needs of the many outway the needs of you In for a pound, in for a penny; a disgusting shade of blue War crime silence your argument Like you silenced 800,000 dead Don't sell your soul for a seat on the throne He's the only one who reaps what he sows There's blood on your hands, but not as much as theirs Just listen to yourself, try not to despair

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My debut album, featuring the singles Dutch Courage, Vent and Hunger

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released March 4, 2016

All songs written, performed and produced by Charlie Ridler, except:

Welcome Impostor: performed with Gary Kirby
Hunger: written and performed with George Travell and Alex James
Dharavi: written, performed and produced with Tom Drath
Blue Eyes: written and performed with Shadeh Bailey, Robert Palmer-Fenny and Tom Lewington

Album art by Alex McCulloch

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Musician/producer based in Hertfordshire and Leeds, UK.

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