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Foreboding Ether Lyrics

Waking up to roll a large one, still laughing from the night before.
After partying all night, the singer wakes up to roll a big joint while still feeling the merriment of the previous night's revelries.

We've drunk too much, need some munch, get the Rustlers and Rockstar from Best One.
Having drunk too much, the group craves some food and decides to buy some Rustlers and Rockstar from Best One.

My head is pounding, vision hazy the whole world can see I'm lean
Suffering from a hangover, the singer's vision is dim and blurry so they look lean to the whole world.

The least of our problems, if my house-mates had woke up and seen
The group does not worry about their terrible state since it pales in comparison to the aftermath if their housemates wake up and see the mess they have made.

The aftermath, our path of carnage, everywhere
Everywhere they look, there are signs of destruction and chaos that the group has caused.

There's various stains on walls and burn holes from flairs, in carpets on stairs.
The group can see various stains on walls and burn holes caused by flares on carpets and stairs.

Half drunk tinnies, littered like skittles, shit from the ashtray, literally spilt.
The place is a mess, with cans littered everywhere like skittles, and ashtray shit is scattered all over the floor.

The air is thick from the wasteland of half dead corpses
The air is thick with the smell of half-smoked joints and empty cans scattered around, resembling a wasteland with half-dead corpses.

blitz the lot, and leave no trace of our existence
The group decides to clean up the mess and leave no trace of their existence, as if nothing had happened.

The perfect crime.Where the culprits are the victims
Their reckless behavior caused the mess, and they must clean up the aftermath. Therefore, they become both the culprits and the victims, making it the perfect crime.

Piece by piece it all comes back,
Memories of the previous night start coming back to the singer's mind, bit by bit.

The clues crop up and paint the scene
As the memories flood in, clues surface and begin painting a clearer picture of what happened the night before.

Fragments of the night distorted in my memory,
Although the singer remembers bits and pieces of the previous night, some memories are distorted and hazy.

Trying to connect all the dots leading up until the black spots
The singer tries to connect all the pieces of memories leading up to the black spots, which are the gaps in their recollection.

Just finding empty space, the guilt sets in...
The singer can't seem to connect some of the memories, leaving empty spaces, and the guilt of not remembering sets in.

Once again we shake it off
The group shakes off the memories, buried deep in their minds, and tries to move on from it.

We blaze some stink and blast some tunes
To try and forget the night before, they light up some marijuana and play loud music.

There's not much you can do when your hanging out your arse
The group feels horrible from the night before and can't think of anything to do except to smoke up and listen to music.

What's the point stressing today about tomorrows obligations
Since tomorrow is another day, the group sees no point in stressing over their obligations today.

Dread wont tilt the scales into your favour
Dreading the future doesn't make it any better, so the group chooses not to focus on it and hopes things will turn out alright.

Throwing up blood for three days with a mouth like a rusty socket set
The artist is throwing up blood for three days, and their mouth feels like a rusty socket set due to their excessive drinking.

Two black eyes, my skin turned yellow, a foot that's swollen and purple.
The artist has two black eyes, yellow skin, and a foot that is swollen and purple, signs of the excessive drinking and self-destructive behavior.

It could be time to consider I'm, bordering excessiveness!
The singer realizes that their behavior might be excessive and needs to consider changing their ways.

Save your sympathy for me, i know exactly how i got here.
The artist declines any sympathy and knows that they got themselves to this place through their own actions.

The whole night night was fuckin epic!
Despite their current situation, the group remembers the previous night as an epic time.

Munching bars of mushrooms with Ren and Stimpy!
The group had a great time eating mushrooms and watching Ren and Stimpy.

Gut-pains from laughing, witnessing everything in a new light.
The group laughed so hard it resulted in gut pains, and they saw everything in a new light, enjoying their experience.

You know that there's something that I wanna saw
The artist wants to say something but is struggling to find the right words.

but when I'm baked I struggle how to word it
The artist finds it difficult to articulate their thoughts or feelings when under the influence of marijuana.

(You can't see past my redeye, I know you fucking judge me)
The singer feels judged by others who can't see past their red, marijuana-induced eyes.

I've found most things are all right to try in moderation.
The singer believes that most things are okay to try in moderation, but it's not for everyone. Knowing your limits is important.

but its not for everyone, don't get caught out, know your limits.
While trying new things is okay for some people, it's not for everyone. It's important to know your limits so that you don't get caught in a bad situation.

heavy show last night with the South-East party crew in full effect
The previous night was intense, with a heavy show featuring the South-East party crew in full force.

We find our way to return to the scene of the crime,
Despite the previous night's chaos, the group returns to the scene of the crime, perhaps to relive the epic moments of the past.

Only to find that the whole place had come back to life.
To their surprise, they find that the place where they had caused havoc had come back to life, looking like nothing had happened.

Life
The artist simply says, 'Life,' perhaps as an affirmation that life goes on no matter what happens.

My head feels like a hammered shit, my vision fucked.
The singer's head feels like it has been hit with a hammer, and their vision is screwed up, possibly due to the hangover.

Stomach like glass shards protruding organs.
The singer's stomach feels like it has shards of glass or something sharp protruding from organs.

Commence the walk of shame, surviving with no sleep.
The group starts the walk of shame, surviving on no sleep and feeling terrible from the previous night's activities.

Spirits high though our bodies beat.
Despite their physical exhaustion, they still have high spirits and a positive attitude.