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'Crawl' is an exposure of the violent conditioning, fed to us all of us on a mass scale through insidious messaging, social norms, laws and media. The song enters the mind of a life-sucking tyrant, capable within us all.

lyrics

(Intro)
I feel ah ah ah ah ah ah ah real lies, oh, at Vincent
I feel ah ah ah ah ah ah ah real lies, oh, at Vincent
I feel ah ah ah ah ah ah ah real lies, oh, at Vincent
I feel, realise, real eyes, realise

(Verse 1)
Come over here to my tempting soul
Will all your eyes to the overload
Choke up the fear 'til you're tired and old,
licking the lines that are getting sold
Oh, I love it when you overdose
You're so sexy when you're comatose
I'm above you, ya little roast
Hear me hiss my notes,
Got a list to poach,
There, let me see your ghost,
as I feast your host
Fill your eyes with shiny volts,
I'll find you in my timely choke,
as you feel my smoke
and before you know
I've got you vacant,
in my hold

(Chorus)
I feel (ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) real lies
I feel (ah ah ah ah ah ah ah) real lies
Feeling so high on
Real lies, real eyes, realise

(Verse 2)
Pull the trigger, point it up
to the figure and erupt
Won your trust from the first
time I got your weakness sussed
Fight my grope, hide the scope
of the weighted loss of hope
I'm your scold, you're my mould
Weep for more, in my hold
Do it, screw it, do it all
Hooked you, sucked you from the soul
Putting holes, putting holes
in the soot and solid gold
Bruising through it, woosy for
little moving hamster balls
Feel you fall, to my call
(fucking crawl, animal)

(Verse 3)
I'll poke you to the edge, your mind should break
Choke down your disputes, find good cake
Vote now to misuse time 'til late
Provoked the tissue, I'm the fate
Smoke for your mirrors to guide your faith
soak in, you internalise the state
'til individual thought is vain,
secrets to cause you to think the same
Deceit is just for illusion of more than meeting your glutenous, primitive core,
packaged as treating your freedom of thought,
fashioned through numbing, it's apathy's law
Lashings of honey it happens to thwart
Any defiance in your mind at all,
Spatters of gravel, then back to the wall
Patter and cackles to mask your appal
Mask your appal, patter and brawl
Grind day-to-day just to buy alcohol
Pacify all, mass-escape calls,
pandered to taste, deeply to stall
Makes you feel like you choose freely to crawl,
use your free will just to leaver your fall
Leaver your fall
Leaver your fall
Leaver your fall

(Extended Chorus)
Feeling so high on, getting a rise on
Real lies, real eyes, realise
Feeling so high on (Oh...roar)
Feeling so high on, getting a rise on,
Real lies, real eyes, realise
Feeling so high on
(Oh, ohh ohh ohh yeah)
Feeling so high on, getting a rise on,
Real lies, real eyes, realise
Feeling so high on...(yeah)
Feeling so high on, getting a rise on
Real lies, real eyes, realise
Feeling so high on...

credits

from Little Commodity, released October 31, 2023
Natasha Natura - Lyrics & Vocals
Rosie Murray - Drums
Kieran Orr - Guitar
Lewis Oxbrow - Bass

Recorded by Hamish Campbell
Mix & Master by Io Palej

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