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You'll Be Dead

by Justin H.K.

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Childish Kind Of Love 02:47
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Does your breath come in blue As the roads start to bloom With the spring we know ain’t true And our wanting starts anew When the air smells like shame Names sprout from their crooked old frames And they rattle their anxious chains In our guts when we have to grow the flames They say spring is a time of change But that doesn’t change my mood I’ve got a childish kind of love And an angst that’s been long chewed Will I wake with crooked teeth As I lay grinding beneath The weight and unbearable creep Of my bitter heart pulsing to weep When the heats far harder to bear And people part of into plausible pairs I stop preaching just to stare At the sad, sleeping, heatsick impaired They say spring is a time of change But that doesn’t change my mood I’ve got a childish kind of love And an angst that’s been long chewed
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Every Now And Then I Think Of You 03:21
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I feel unwell I feel blue Crawling in my skin, rocks in my shoes Feeling like I ain’t got hope to lose And not a whole lot left to prove Every now and then I think of you Every now and then I think of you I feel dull I feel sick Leaking from the smallest little prick That clots from hands of clocks that hardly tick On backs of broken men and sinking ships Every now and then I think of you Every now and then I think of you Every now and then I think of you Every now and then I think of you
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Trouble Ahead (Another Sad Song) 03:13
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My heart's a bird in a cage My brain’s a main menu theme I’ve been stuck in a loop Drowning in a shallow screen I’d crack open a window But the cracks make me bleed I’ll blow in a hopeless nothing So close the door when you leave I got trouble ahead A head full of fog A frog in my throat And another sad song My heart's a bird in a cage My brain slowly cooks from the heat I’ll play the opening theme to nothing On a constant repeat I’d crack open a door But a jar’s not what I need Death rides a white horse But I’m my own swaybacked steed I got trouble ahead A head full of fog A frog in my throat And another sad song I got trouble ahead A head full of fog A frog in my throat And another sad song
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Going To Hell (Lifetime Of Trying) 02:06
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Well I'm wrapped up In a gunfight in a liquor store Shot two men dead Got my eye on one more The cops are on their way But they won't make it in time I'm going to hell With a lifetime of tryin' So they put me in a jailhouse Where I soon made a knife And down in the laundry room I took another life The guards are on their way But you're far into dyin' I'm going to hell With a lifetime of tryin'
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Shop On The Corner 03:05
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Walk on in say hi You can shop or just stop by I’ll give you shelter from the rain A distraction from your pain Got cigarettes of all kinds Whiskey on the shelves behind A place to let it all go Like the shell of somebody that you used to know A shop on the corner is my home Where I spend most days alone It’s crazy the people I meet The kind that gets lost in the heat Here the river never runs dry And the beer is in endless supply I’m mostly just watching the road And looking down at my phone A place to let it all go Like the shell of somebody that you used to know A shop on the corner is my home Where I spend most days alone
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By Friday You'll Be Dead 03:36
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John and Harry stole my shoes on tuesday So I brought a kitchen knife into the bar Unfortunately I came out barefoot and bleeding Passed out before I got very far On wednesday I woke up on momma’s couch My brother brought me back and stitched me up When I woke momma gave me a good damn scolding By the nighttime I was back into my cups By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, poor momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said Thursday afternoon I bought a gun at the pawn shop So I could go and pay John and Harry back My brother pulled up in our bright red pick-up And drug me home before poor momma cracked By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, poor momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said So I figured I’d throw that gun into the river ‘Cause it seemed the sonly thing to do But I found some whiskey and got myself far from sober And got myself killed over a stupid pair of shoes By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, poor momma said By Friday you’ll be dead, momma said
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Won't You Follow Me 02:17
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Won’t you follow me Won’t you follow me To the kind of place Where they’ll kill you in your sleep And bury you deep It don’t bother me It don’t bother me To fall asleep And wake up at night To find you alight Won’t you follow me Won’t you follow me To the kind of place Where they’ll kill you in your sleep And bury you deep If you’re asking me If you’re asking me Whatever you want to be It’s a lie to grow up They just want to empty your cup Won’t you follow me Won’t you follow me To the kind of place Where they’ll kill you in your sleep And bury you deep Won’t you follow me Won’t you follow me To the kind of place Where they’ll kill you in your sleep And bury you deep
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I Don't Want To Wait 04:56
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Take me home Then take me away I don’t want to wait Tear me apart Piece by piece I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait Take my heart And make it beat I don’t want to wait Take these veins And make them bleed I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait Take my pain And soothe its shame I don’t want to wait Make me whole And shift the blame I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait I don’t want to wait

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released February 3, 2023

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Justin H.K. Howell, Michigan

Justin HK is a multi-instrumentalist and singer-songwriter with no fear of exploration, lyrically or sonically.

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