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Limited Edition 12" vinyl - Solid White
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Deluxe vinyl version, pressed on 180g HQ solid white color vinyl in only 100 copies.
Includes insert with printed lyrics.
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Limited Edition 12" vinyl - Smoky red
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Deluxe vinyl version, pressed on 180g HQ smoky red color vinyl in only 100 copies.
Includes insert with printed lyrics.
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lyrics
I don’t know how I got here
But it must have been a long way, a long way
I don’t know how I got here
But it must have been a long way, to this light of day
I don’t know how I got here
But I must have had a ton to say, to talk this way
I don’t know how I got here
But it feels like an earthquake took me all the way
Call me a man, call me a child, call me a liar
Call me a chance, call me a try, call me a fighter
Call me an oak, call me a stroke, call me anything
But don’t call me Jesus no, ‘cause that’s not my name
I don’t know how I got here
But it must have been a long way, to this light of day
I don’t know how I got here
But I must have had a ton to say, to talk this way
I don’t know how I got here
But it feels like an earthquake took me all the way
I don’t know how I got here
But I’m inside a tidal wave, where there’s no escape
Call me a man, call me a child, call me a liar
Call me a chance, call me a try, call me a fighter
Call me an oak, call me a stroke, call me anything
But don’t call me Jesus no, ‘cause that’s not my name
Call me a fool, call me a bliss, call me a river
Call me a jewel, call me a fist, call me a shiver
Call me a foe, call me a friend, call me anything
But don’t call me Jesus no, ‘cause that’s not my name
And I finally think it’s all okay
I finally think I’m on my way
It’s time to push away this blame,
And call me by my father’s name
I finally think it’s all okay
I finally think I’m on my way
It’s time to push away this shame,
And call me by my mother’s name
Sundays is a new spark from the Danish underground scene, centering North Jutlandic Magnus Jacobsen on vocals and
guitar.
Intensity, melody and nerve are the keystones which manifests in the young songwriters universe, and with a live setup involving vast amounts of backing harmonics in an organic instrumentation, this is exactly what the spectator can expect....more
Proceeds from this excellent new darkambient/neofolk comp from LEFT/FOLK goes to benefit American Near East Refugee Aid. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 10, 2024
supported by 4 fans who also own “Don't Call Me Jesus”
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur