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Bony Macaroni

by Bony Macaroni

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1.
i don’t wanna be a piece of shit some mediocre hobbyist permanently out of it permanently out of it i’ll go to class i’ll play a show once or twice a month or so so how the fuck am i spending the rest of my time? i don’t know amsterdam’s an awful place to spend your smoke-a-lonely days to be deep in your emo phase, short and pseudo-smart it’s where i let it get to me, the silly insecurities it is where ‘my cool’ is torn apart i don’t wanna be a piece of shit some mediocre hobbyist permanently out of it permanently out of it the things i do are never cool the things i like never rule life is hella hard and super cruel i know a friend that had a friend that joined a southern hardcore band and put everything in it. playing massive shows and shit and he caught a beer with one hand. and, they got even bigger then. and everything was cool and then they quit. but, i am still a piece of shit some mediocre hobbyist permanently out of it permanently out of it the things i do are never cool the things i like never rule life is hella hard and super cruel i doubt you’ll ever hear my shit on the radio that’s a hook right there, let’s do another one of those but, that shit never works ‘cause they are crooks and jerks i don’t wanna be a piece of shit some mediocre hobbyist permanently out of it (and probably won’t get into it, ‘cause it’s so hard to get into it, and i learned to never give a shit, and i think i’m at a point where i can say ‘fuck it’) i don’t wanna be a piece of shit some mediocre hobbyist permanently out of it permanently out of it the things i do are never cool the things i like never rule life is hella hard and super cruel
2.
France 02:57
come and meet me down in france i’ll be here with a group of friends where everybody took their chance when someone stacked the beer cans into a great big pyramid but we drank only half of it and we kicked it over, and shot at it a crime we often recommit ‘the bumper’ and sleeping in the car the engine lights on, but they got us far it’s 5 a.m. and we don’t need no sleep our conversations are going ‘way too deep’ i shat out all the shitty food the chicken was sort of overcooked while the pasta i made was pretty good but, nobody was in the mood well now, i’m back home and i miss it bad the best time i have ever had the memories i won’t forget the memories i won’t forget ‘the bumper’ and sleeping the car the engine lights on, but they got us far it’s 5 a.m. and we don’t need no sleep our conversations are going way to deep oh no, we won’t forget the stuff we let rain all wet because we were laying in our beds because we were laying in our beds and oh no, we won’t forget the cows that fled or the one that let us urinate over her head urinate over her head and she loved it so twisted the great times yeah, we loved it yeah, we loved it yeah, we loved it yeah, we loved it the great times yeah, we loved it yeah, we loved it so, come and meet me down in france where memories made don’t make sense where we prepare for the college trends before we’re all in bar bands in offices or their pyramids, we try to make the best of it and, when we’re 65 some of us may just own a house in france (but probably not lol)
3.
Doom 03:12
i’m back again in a darker room, i cut costs on the AC i’m back again to meet my doom through vitamin d deficiency pressured not to waste my youth too lazy to bloom i got shit, i got shit, i got shit to do but, i’m here to meet my doom i’m back again with unpopular taste and broken writing skills letting my dreams go to waste by lacking ‘major chill’ pressured not to waste my youth too lazy to bloom i got shit, i got shit, i got shit to do but, i’m here to meet my do-do-do-do do-do-do-do etc. i’m here to meet my, here to meet my do-do-do-do do-do-do-do etc. i’m here to meet my, here to meet my doom i am sure there are some things i could get better at like: all things ever and everything, but i am not like that cuz, i don’t wanna waste it all when i suck and i partake in the mass pollution of culture, dilution of everything beautiful mankind has ever made pressured not to waste my youth too lazy to bloom i got shit, i got shit, i got shit to do but, i’m here to meet my, i’m here to meet my do-do-do-do do-do-do-do etc. i’m here to meet my, here to meet my do-do-do-do do-do-do-do etc. i’m here to meet my, here to meet my doom this year split me in two bit off more than i could chew i am sick of all these things i do to be sick of doing things for you do-do-do-do do-do-do-do etc. i’m here to meet my, here to meet my do-do-do-do do-do-do-do etc. i’m here to meet my, here to meet my doom
4.
i found a meaning, a stranger feeling i feel at peace, i’ve been going too fast i was afraid of being loved and peeling off thick skin that covered a wreck but, now, the walls are breathing i slur when i’m speechin’ i’m stars, i am god, i am dead lay myself on the bed find a reason, forget and recall it’s what i put in my head when every bone in your body longs to be one with every fuckin’ thing that exists ya tend to forget what you may not know yet and often times it was bullshit so what if you are planning to call me up? ‘cause i can’t do these things (says who?) says god but, my body’s a temple i wanna fuck up at times whenever i’m trampled by this sick, meaningless life and i know that you would want me to find him and repent but, i know what i know (and i know that i can’t) and i know that you would want me to find him and repent but, i know what i know (and i know that i can’t)
5.
what’s the commotion ‘bout finding that ocean i paddle along, but i don’t long for god i don’t fear the water, i don’t fear the father but, i hope there is meaning, i miss that a lot the past 18 months are done, way too much thinking but, when my vessel’s had enough i’ll still be sinking it doesn’t matter how hard i try not to drown i’ll float to the end where i hope to be found what’s the commotion ‘bout that crazy notion that i’ll burn in hell and i’ll suffer and rot if i start to ask questions, make rational suggestions i think that i’m right and i hope that i’m not the past 18 months are done, way too much thinking but, when my vessel’s had enough i’ll still be sinking so ask me at gunpoint whether i believe in you, god i am certain, i’m sure that i’m not gonna be the one that gets shot i’d rather not get shot

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released February 21, 2019

vocals/guitar: Stefan Bonestroo
guitar/backings: Rik van der Meulen
bass/backings: Jeroen Dammers
drums/backings: Job Zijlstra (incredible drummer)

produced by: Alwin van der Knijff (amazing producer)
mastered by: Amy Marie @ Yes Master Studios
artwork by: Levi Reinds (fantastic artist)
also, a mega thanks to our dudes @ This Could Be Your Music Label!

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