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This is about my seventh day awake.
I was hallucinating by this point, and Bambi was supposed to meet a friend and me at my house. When my friend pulled into the driveway I saw her on the porch, but it was just my mind playing tricks on me. Bambi is a really cool chick. I nicknamed her that because she gets really scared by thunderstorms, and that shit's tight. She and I have discussed moving to Colorado to live in yurts, and I'm really hoping that happens. Who knows? I'm just here to enjoy the company while I can.

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She stood alone on the porch fifteen minutes before she arrived.
Hallucinations, of course. Hey, I get it. It's a terrible time.
Though I'll admit it that the two of us are broken, I'd rather live life broke with you than see your dreams not turn out just as you imagined they would do in your teens.
The two of us wanna go to Colorado where we can build a different home out of the tents we interwove like branches, stretched out, laid like bones across the night sky when lightning strikes.
Bambi's got her eyes wide and they pulled me inside.
I contemplate the risk of losing her to my mind.
It's selfish just to say that I wish she were mine.

Sweet Bambi knows I adore her, but it's different. I wanna keep her around.
I'm thinking of the years forward, when we've been this way AND we've figured out.
What's this damn connection? I know you have to feel it. So do I!
The hazard signals blink out into the storm, but we are safe and dry inside.
Thunder won't scare you anymore when your hand is wrapped in mine.
There's other confessions I have to tell you, but they'll just scare you away. Tomorrow brings different meaning to the foolish old things that I say.
Oh, that I will say until the end of our lives.
Like wine, it COULD be stronger if we gave it time.
It's selfish when I pray that I wish she were mine, but Bambi's got the wide eyes and I'm hypnotized.

Oh, maybe someday soon I will hear you say that you are mine and we will both go tell our mothers that we leave tomorrow night.
Pack our bags and all of our pets and go lead a simple life where I'll write songs just to tell you how glad I am that you came.
Your arms may latch around my belly and you may say you feel the same.
Oh! Then I wake up alone every time.
It's lonely nights like this one where I wish you were mine.
I won't go back to sleep with this girl on my mind.
I still see her like I'm dreaming... her face memorized.

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from Holy Water, Sober Thoughts, and An Overactive Imagination, released July 10, 2019
Robyn Daigneault - Percussion and production!
Chris Lutterloah - Vocals, lyrics, and guitar.

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Chelsea Hates Me Elgin, South Carolina

Chelsea Hates Me is an experimental solo act made for people who’ve made a lot of mistakes. I retired this project for
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