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by Faithful Johannes

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I’m interested in your dreams And in your emotions Ingested your greens Drank your doses and potions Mum’s purse was stuffed with Promotional tokens Cut out and forgotten Like my sociable motions Struck dumb weird blushed face An unquotable no one Sucked thumb beard clutched fast Unapproachable, broken Brought beers in a bag Clutched to your side It split open Stamped, crunch an explosion All eyes on the frozen Figure reposed on the sofa Supposed to see Sandy there But she never showed up We had vouchers for beans For donuts, Cheshire cheese I’d breeze round with ease Like I’m playing the grown up Aisles seven, five, six Cross my picks off the list You get the gist I’d get kicks from being the Greatest Shopper Best runner Over long cold summers My parents confused by the faintest Doppelganger I’m present, unbruised drive the ancient Copper dagger Into waffle batter Drop a clanger, act out Get chewed and spat out Of the frat house I was in in a flash Windows at the back were off the latch And I forced the gate Choose love not hate Check your heart rate Prostate and phosphates, mate Hey, so tell me about these dreams that you’re having You should really sketch them out in a journal or a planner Don’t worry face down the internal attackers I like the one with the clown, the turtles and panthers On a boat, capsized, woe! Though you woke up with laughter After school I recall your famous small fall From the top bunk, thud, but kept on with the snoring Blood dripping from your nose and staining the flooring No, no, I shouldn’t’ve eaten two full packs of soft mints Groan, groan, got to get home and get on the toilet Crude truths ooze loose I always got to the spoilt it The mood, the taboos or my gainful employment I used to cruise on skateboards with few friends to follow Streets all orange and the air full of pollen I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight I don’t feel like Chicken Tonight tonight
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Dream House 02:24
I’m a disappointment A fly in the medicine Or ointment I guess I dress to impress But digress frequently Loopback needlessly Oh, what was I saying? I’ve forgotten your name We moved out of the city Dream home, felt great Filtrated our water Shared vistas and grapes From the front gate Up high But sheltered by pines The deer were tame We studied each other’s eyes Storms came Almost blew out the fire Ripped down the fences Toppled Sitkas and Larches I learnt card tricks The biddle grip and overhand shuffle We replanned, replanted With no kerfuffle One cloud-filled night Drifted off on the sofa Awoke with a groan to a smoky aroma Thought I must have let the flames die Some glitch in my system Groped my way to the switch But the power was missing It was a dream house My dream wife I baked bread and muffins In my dream house With a pond and a Green Aga oven Living my dream life But maybe always Something was missing From my dream house And dream wife My ears always ringing That’s when things got weird You see The embers weren’t glowing They were wet in the grate Sian went to bed at ten And said she slept through the night Stuff just didn’t feel right I heard moans in the alcoves Pictures and furniture moving all on their own ‘You’re imagining things’ ‘You’re drinking too much port wine’ Red Letters that said I’d missed payments on my court fine Though I gave Sian the money To pay it at the co-op I’d collect my own honey Take long walks alone To deep in the forest Cool though it’s August Trying to lose myself And pretty much succeeding Walks deep in the forest Cool though it’s August Trying to lose myself And pretty much succeeding
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No Regrets 02:47
Round these parts they think I’m strange Cos I’ve an occasional moustache And I ride a bike that’s beige and knackered At forty-seven My best friend’s died My other best friend’s married Living in Riga There’s a cousin, I’m yet to meet her Was going to head over last year Maybe next winter I hear the beer’s stupid cheap Didn’t make the ceremony Livid Had the speech written, suit delivered and everything I’m gonna to make this right Gonna to change those lights Gonna travel wide Once the dog has died I’m gonna fix the front door Gonna start to try Gonna work on my core And drink less wine Skips outside museums Are surprisingly thin pickings Though I got a whiteboard from one Used it to plot and plan Plus an info panel on Mespotanian agricultural practice Hangs in my bedroom High up above the mattress It’s always the big toe that breaks through the sole first Worn smooth Slickest as seasons switch Underfoot on mud and ice How does Condelisa Rice Sleep at night With what she’s seen Must be like waking from bad dream Into another bad bad dream Co op radio has the best tunes Dance moves smooth, baguette in left hand Right hand dog chews I get the blues Sometimes Though they disappear, Take flight When the sky is clear There’s a problem with the mirror And with the bathroom scales too Were you supposed to call me Or was I calling you? I’m gonna to make this right Gonna to change those lights Gonna travel wide Once the dog has died I’m Gonna fix that door Gonna start to try Gonna work on my core And drink less wine I’m gonna to make this right Gonna to change those lights Gonna travel wide Once the dog has died I’m Gonna fix the front door Gonna start to try Gonna work on my core Maybe drink less wine Work on my core Make this right Start to try

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FAITHFUL JOHANNES X INFINITE ARCADE

Three story songs.

Vocals recorded in room zero at Rocking Horse Rehearsal Rooms

Companion piece to Out My Depth faithfuljohannes.bandcamp.com/album/out-my-depth

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released February 3, 2023

Words and vocals - Faithful Johannes
Music, Production, Mixing and Mastering - Infinite Arcade

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Faithful Johannes Durham, UK

Sincerity Rapper.

Electronic Sound - ‘The Alan Bennett of Hip Hop’.

Tom Robinson (BBC 6MUSIC) - ‘a great artist’, ‘a rivetingly charismatic live performer’ and ‘if you have any chance at all, see him live’.

Deb Grant (BBC 6 Music / Jazz FM) - ‘clever and authentic and really affecting’.
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