Something Evil

by Ghost Funk Orchestra

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Evil Minds 04:48
Evil is cruelty with an unwavering sense of intent The capacity for evil lives inside all of us Inside your mother Inside your father Inside your best friend Inside the police man Inside the doctor Inside of you Inside of me The war to keep the pain at bay and settle its deisre To devour the "I" in your life may consume you Waking up shaking in loss in a sea of your own bedsheets Sitting on the train and feeling somehow spinning around you With all eyes focused on your mind And its unrelenting free speech The death of our perception of self holds the key to power Be vulnerable Let go of fear and watch evil be gone Let go of yourself Be present Be kind Love I've fallen to the ground Got two eyes that couldn't see There were people all around But they wouldn't talk to me I've got rocks in my lungs And a boulder in my soul You could open up their chest It would be an empty hole If you've awoken your mind Why are you still so far behind? Dedicated to the grind But stuck in your chair There are things you want to do Revolution's up to you Only you are the difference But you're pulling out your hair Evil minds Waste your time Something can't be right Why do you stay awake at night With your brain in a tangle And your hands covered in sweat? When your heart blows through your chest You're disgusted with the rest Will you take to the streets Or stay at home and fret? Keep on killing your time Write about every crime Say you want them to burn But you hide in the dark Things are starting to crumble You can feel the pavement rumble Get your feet into action When the man's off his mark
Solo 02:03
No one deserves To take on my weight To take on my lack of fate No direction no attraction Terrible decisions or a goat? Low - I sank so low Trying to get to shore but no more of that From now on I'm as flat as they need me to be I wish Fuck this shit They sank so low How low can you go? Talking about an object Talking about me I can hear you you maleshrews You got everything to lose but you never will So I'll swallow the bitter pill The better picture is unreachable They sank so low We sank so low Trying to get to shore But I adore the way you try And you ignore the way I die So goodbye Please miss me We sank so low I sank so low So low Solo So low Solo
What Now 03:16
This is where it started Mark it right here Between the bathroom and the broken glass from the light beer You dropped when you shuttered when I whispered in your right ear I'll love you through your ups and downs and your night mares Hold you tight through your night terrors And dire fears We gotta stay closer than ever in these dire times But I'm so tired, dear Or maybe we're just wired weird So many mental things I can't diagnose 'em Can't pin em down to prescribe em and dose em But we look good tonight Let's take pics and post em And if they don't get enough likes let's dispose em And the rapper was like, "I'm about to go in!" I was like, "Go into where?" Then the verse was boring and the song was over and I was no more self aware Then I was when it began Then I was when it was sang You didn't pick up a single thing along the way If you end up with what you brang Bang Who shot the sheriff He'd still be here if he didn't collect the tariffs Raised taxes make jack a dull boy Got me smoking so much my skull's void Not half full or half empty, just empty No other angle or way to see it Just empty But there's some juice left Not about who's next, or who's best About exposing the little bits of truth left While you 2 step And everything changed while you drew breath A SoHo Second in a New York minute Let's all make some news just to see how they'll spin it My raps got chest hair, verses fed spinach Pop'm in the eye, the kid, he bled privilege The kid he met grimace Getting old south of east village Rotting where my crib is Started in a crib, it's So cyclical, a cycle till it's finished And it's finished It's infinite But yeah, it's finished
Fluorecent 02:41
Comparison. They’re neon, I’m fluorescent They got the fools to tell ‘em where to get famous at They got the rules To make everyone approve Of their superiority And me? I go to sleep I stand still There’s no thrill It’s all real The dream is over Forget about closure Forget about ever having somebody else to take care of your shit But them? They’re lit They’re lit. They’re a hit They’re the holy mother of god’s clit And me? We’ll, I’m addicted To everything I hate I’m not related to the real me I don’t know if it even exists What am I missing? I’m an outsider Outside of everything Right next to your screen I’m unseen I’m unmanageable That’s why I don’t find a manager To manage me right back into the light Heck, it’s not my right But despite that I must endure I think I’m sure I’m good enough Even though from this end it looks pretty rough Even though every second step I take feels like sinking in tar It’s way too far Way too hard Way too dark It’s way too much I need a crutch I try to revitalize my own self But I need to be touched I don’t know Maybe I just don’t make the cut Maybe I’m a loser, maybe I’m a slut Sure think is that I’m stuck in a rut (...connected to a soul To a pair of hands To self control To a wider lens I need a friend Friend!)
Fear 01:23
I fear fear Fear is the anxiety of your mother leaving you after school And never coming back Fear is getting struck by the person you love And it being used an act to gain respect Fear is the consequence of potentially Not having enough to eat Fear is the chain that binds us to The psychological past and future The look in a person's eyes when pain takes hold And destroys their capacity for freedom of mind Fear is our bridge to evil...


released November 3, 2017

Written, arranged, and performed by Seth Applebaum
"What Now" co-written by Jon Fichter
"Solo" and "Fluorescent" lyrics by Razor Honey
"Night Terrors" lyrics by F. Virtue
Spoken word by Nelson Espinal

Julian Applebaum - bass (track 4)
Seth Applebaum - drums/guitar/bass/keyboards/percussion/viola
Nelson Espinal - vox (track 1, 6)
Jon Fichter - bass/drums/percussion/vox (track 3)
Laura Gwynn - vox/percussion (track 1, 2)
Razor Honey - vox (2, 5)
Mike Noordzy - contra alto clarinet (track 5)
Gabriela Tessitore - vox/percussion (track 1)
Bettina Warshaw - percussion (track 1)
F. Virtue - vox (track 4)

Recorded mostly at Ghostload Sound
Additional engineering by Romi, Will, and Mike
Mixed/Mastered by Seth Applebaum


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