FINAL DAYS - Planette Automatic (Tiny Desk Submission 2026)

Описание: FINAL DAYS

I was on 9, you see
Taken by dogs, you see
Coming up stiff, you see
Coming up spirits, you see?

Pick up the mic, you see
Blithe to the bone, you see
Sun jacked psalm, you see
Tearin’ in the wind, you see?

Boots on the ground, you see
Slushin’ up salt, you see
The salts on the weeds, you see
Blitz ennui, you see?

Tick— Tick— Tick— Tick
Hound to the stone
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God to the bone

Childless mind, you see
Bomb on the pound, you see
Half non-ground, you see
Sleep to the sound, you see?

Crows on the green, you see
Knife to the bees, you see
Diggin’ up mound, you see
Rainforest down, you see?

Tick— Tick— Tick— Tick
Hound to the stone
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God to the bone
Tank— Tank— Tank— Tank
The banks don’t close
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When God’s at the door

I was on 9, you see
Comin’ up war, you see
Taken by fire, you see
Tally the score, you see?

Pick up the mic, you see
Ripe to the bite, you see
March to the drone, you see
American clone, you see?

Tip— Tip— Tip— Tip
Hound to the stone
Sip— Sip— Sip— Sip
Sound of the drone
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Rainforest down
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Got to the bone

Drip— Drip— Drip— Drip
Hound to the stone
Sip— Sip— Sip— Sip
Sounds of the drone
Blink— Blink— Blink— Blink
Rain falls down
Blank— Blank— Blank— Blank
God’s on the ground