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One Million (y mi a d​í​a te le)

from Greenback by Old Man Mike

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Written, produced and performed by Old Man Mike
Mixed by Old Man Mike and C$Burns
Mastered by C$Burns

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I believe
I see your feet
Start tapping again
The temperature's
About to break
One million
And the skin
Over your eyes
Starts bleeding again
Because the secrets
That you lie
You can't keep them in

Past after last before takes the thing quicker
Her nose like when salmon swims up the river
Gaped wide and welcoming snorting all manner
Of powders white yellow and pink it don’t matter
The patter was empty, encouraged, I sat her
Upon fine embroidered corduroy silk mattress
The vacancy lights were like neon advances
That shone upon each of her miserable glances

She knows just enough to not ask me for dances
This night is a stone tied to one of my ankles
The other drags forth through the empty romances
And half screamed proposals of midnight encounters
My tears turn to ice as I bury my doubters
Shouted from tree tops and derelict penthouses
The rent is soon due as I ponder an outage
A trip to a finer display of vitalis

I believe
I see your feet
Start tapping again
The temperature's
About to break
One million
And the skin
Over your eyes
Starts bleeding again
Because the secrets
That you lie
You can't keep them in

Life moves too quickly my memories faded
The bartender asked me to pay with my wages
I start up a tab to be sorted at laters
And wonder if death will be faster than pay check
Left here forgotten our rock spins for ages
In some empty corner this galaxy drainage
Humanity calling demands explanations
Of why and wherefore art though hashtagging aimless
Pointless and flaccid our great advantages
That history gained through the blood in their veins
The culture forgot was a gift to be saved
To be guarded steadfast not traded forsaken
Mistaken beliefs change on trending verbatim
Our heroes today sell a lifestyle of hatred
But playtime is over
I’ve not learned a whisper
Except that the gun that shoots first
Is the victor

I believe
I see your feet
Start tapping again
The temperature's
About to break
One million
And the skin
Over your eyes
Starts bleeding again
Because the secrets
That you lie
You can't keep them in

Could I feel inside
Could it ever be so wrong?
I don't know
I was there by your side
But you were feeling oh so low
I don't know
Maybe next time
Maybe next time

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from Greenback, released August 12, 2022

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Old Man Mike San Juan, Puerto Rico

Music for just after the after party

Hi, I'm Mike, I've been making music as "Old Man Mike" since 2009 after a friend jokingly called me that when I was listening to some nice morose (in the best possible way) Nick Cave music. I thought it was funny in my 20's, because everyone else was tiny and lil and baby. And those will get old quick. But Old Man Mike is ready made history: timeless ... more

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