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about
Monkey Paw is a lead single of Tarul's concept album, "Blood so thick it clots in the veins." The track depicts the destructive ambition ingrained into immigrants, which is severely worsened by the expectations of the American dream.
The album follows the life story of a South-Asian American's self-destruction that ultimately leave them isolated and bitter. The album asks: "What led to the protagonist's demise? Their environment or themselves?"
lyrics
First things first I’m jaded
My thoughts are like a blot
I’m never sated, and yeah it burns a lot
Yeah, it burns a lot
Second part’s more I hate cuz
How it swirls inside
Churns out a seed that
Rots within the eye
Rots within the eye
Third cour’s worst,
It fades and strays straight from the sight
I’m scared, I’m fucked
I writhe inside my mind
Writhe inside my mind
Need a monkey paw wave to change the system, system
Sucking all the blood til the cup runs, cup runs
Drooling like a bear who’s seen a fish up the stream
Yeah, I’m tired of feeding the hands who make the big bombs, big bombs, uh
God come and save me from myself
Joe come and save me from myself
Vlad come and save me from myself
Jeff come and save me, yeah
Head spinning, I’m slipping
One’s hour’s my whole savings
Been driven, my mission
Is the star-spangled dream that the brown kids are sipping
Need a monkey paw wave to change the system, system
Sucking all the blood til the cup runs, cup runs
Drooling like a bear who’s seen a fish up the stream
Yeah, I’m tired of feeding the hands who make the big bombs, big bombs, uh
You’re an ass, Mr. Dressed
Keep it all, puff your chest
Count the stacks, fuck us up
Go to bed, puff your chest
You’re an ass, Mr. Dressed
Keep it all, puff your chest
Count the stacks, fuck us up
Go to bed, puff your chest
You’re an ass, Mr. Dressed
Keep it all, puff your chest
Count the stacks, fuck us up
Go to bed, puff your chest
You’re an ass, Mr. Dressed
Keep it all, puff your chest
Count the stacks, fuck us up
Go to bed, puff your chest
You’re an ass, Mr. Dressed
Keep it all, puff your chest
Count the stacks, fuck us up
Go to bed, puff your chest
You’re an ass, Mr. Dressed
Keep it all, puff your chest
Count the stacks, fuck us up
Go to bed, puff your chest
credits
released June 27, 2021
Produced & Recorded by Tarul
Mixed & Mastered by Matt Bishop
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