Releasing under No Traction Records: TvMouth is finishing "The Two Week EP" - where each track is completed within 48 hours and the entire album will be completed from start to finish in 2 weeks. A challenge to myself to see what I can do in a short time - but also a good way to get tracks finished without overthinking things. Thank you for listening and come check out No Traction Records on Instagram.more

A new one from TvMouth. Thanks for listening. more

Thanks for listening. Lyrics: [NOTHING TO IT AT ALL] [WHY, MY BOY, YOU'RE AS WELL AS I AM] [YOU'RE ALRIGHT, I TELL YOU] [NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT] [FORGET IT] [FORGET IT] [I SAY YOU'RE ALRIGHT] [FORGET IT] [I SAY YOU'RE ALRIGHT] [FORGET IT] [FORGET IT] [I SAY YOU'RE ALRIGHT] [FORGET IT] Pull the rug Out from under Siamese blunder Attached at the hip To my problems And my sleeping pills Moping dog Trigger Hotel room burning Flick a light off Call it late-night counseling Layin' in the dark But my eyes closed Can't tell Sleeping in my own hell Menu bar Dream well Pull the rug From under Siamese blunder Attached at the hip To my problems And my sleeping pills Finally recover Wake up, it's just another Dream inside a dream And the sorrow's Still my lover I won't look at the world Or live inside another The bomb goes boom And my head will soon Moby Dick swimming Inside my stomach Sickening Gonna lose my lunch And then some My head's on fire I'm sick of the heat But I won't stop Playing with lighters To see if my hair burns Turn it up louder I can still hear The crowd hum Maybe if you learn it now Shut it off With the trigger's pow My ache is aching My heart is pumping Ear to the floor I can hear the ghosts thumping They want in now It's time to go now I'm not gonna make it Due to dirt [NOTHING TO IT AT ALL] [WHY, MY BOY, YOU'RE AS WELL AS I AM] [YOU'RE ALRIGHT I TELL YOU] [NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT] [FORGET IT] Moby Dick swimming Inside my stomach Sickening Gonna lose my lunch And then some My head's on fire I'm sick of the heat But I won't stop Playing with lighters To see if my hair burns Pull the rug Out from under Siamese blunder Attached at the hip To my problems And my sleeping pills Finally recovered Wake up, it's just another Dream inside a dream And the sorrow's Still my lover Moby Dick swimming Inside my stomach Sickening Gonna lose my lunch And then some My head's on fire I'm sick of the heat But I won't stop Playing with lighters To see if my hair burns Moby Dick swimmin' Inside my stomach Sickening more