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A significantly darker release, ‘Hysteria’ is a letter to the terminally comfortable. Led on by watery, wandering keys swimming in dark, beckoning bass, Slims lyrics prove he is content to play villain if only to get a point across.
Becoming the voice of the worst type of hysteria, he goads both those who from armchair profess the world is slipping into an inevitable moral decay as well as those who would like to pretend that all is well. Daring one to embrace the hysteria fueling their desire for some perceived lost golden age while chiding the other to pay attention to the growing chaos in others around them, Hysteria ends with a warning of what will result if hysteria is left to go unchecked, the loss of all that made their lives whole and comfortable in the first place.
Only a generation that has never seen war and deprivation could fantasize about it, or pretend it a condition consigned to history.
lyrics
Hysteria
Hysteria, in my name I demand hysteria
Fucking dystopic, ash eating,
World burning to the ground
While we hurl bricks and beat sticks
To maintain that power we found hysteria,
I've been living my whole life sowing division
These children of the millennium
Distracted, act as if their precious communes can exist
Side by side in their difference
No arguments, none contradict
Hysteria so hot, it's like fire in your bones hysteria
Hysteria so wild child, wide eyed, don't lie
You can't be left alone, less you cause a scene you know
The lie spat first is the worst that can be done to truth, it's true
No useless checking facts can counteract the simple lack of
Understanding held by those who should know better, should be better
Be a bulwark against flagrant rampant hate unchained
released, refined, set free
Hysteria, I am a blazing raging uncontainable phage upon decision
And my worth is to render worthless
Any semblance of progress attained at pain
Unbelievable, inconceivable to those who've never had to carve an open way
Open way? Open wide, let me inside
Into your gut, i'll fill you up
I'll amplify your baseless, basest fears unchecked
Best believe, of melanin, or lesbian or perceived sin
The most bombastic and fantastic I will fill your every need.
Say something
And once in a daze long past the point of no return
Awash in the deaths of friends and foe, your burnt out home
You'll only long for the time of a peace lost long before
When in unparalleled comfort you longed for chaos, flames and war
With rank, putrefied flesh air filled lungs
And breath of weak regret, it's too late, it's done
I'm the ripping jack popped from Pandora's box, unlocked
Guess what? it never ever ends.
Say something
credits
released June 3, 2022
Music and Lyrics : Slimivich
Mixing: Campbell Jenkins
Engineer: (Vocals) Andrew Wilkinson at The Danger Cave Studio
Mastering: Luke Finlay at Primal Mastering
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