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SHUT UP, GET HAPPY

by DEMONDICE

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zirpharis
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zirpharis perfect mirror on life, great artist! Favorite track: wanting, getting, wanting.
FailsWithTails
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FailsWithTails DD Karen returns, spitting fast and hard with this album in a way that really tickles the ears and brain. As always, it's so full of meaning. Even the slower track is deeply moving. Favorite track: take the bait.
hohkfuyuhi
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hohkfuyuhi "Ya had your riches, then you kissed 'em goodbye /
For lies, and pyrite skies /
Rolling dice while never opening up your eyes"

Maybe stop and think, is the grass really all that greener on the other side? Perhaps you're just chasing something that's worthless, and all that's valuable has been near you all along. Favorite track: fake ass gold.
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1.
What is a man to a king And a king to a god? What is a god to a devil putting up a facade? I need a outlet now I needa write this down… (Write it down, write it all down) VERSE 1 Hi. It’s been a minute since we had a chat. But time is finite, innit? Finna make it fast, Success is a bitch, why complain that ya luck ain’t the best When you’re rich and you’re famous and fuckin’ depressed stuck in a mess of pretend pretense, uppers in the trash Got a couple ins, and outs, that don’t involve crashes So, “past me.” You asked me “so how have ya been?” Did you want fiction? Addiction? A public mental snappin’? (Wow) How did this happen? You ready to rattle some bones? Thinking I dipped, To follow a script, And never look back at the demons at home? Raining shame inside the brain like bitch too bad you ain’t a keeper Changing difficulty mid-way through the game to be a sleeper Hit HOOK Just pretend it’s nothing, An endless “Wanting, getting, wanting” I never stop “One thing, always one thing” I’ll always keep Wanting, wanting more What is a man to a king And a king to a god? What is a god to a devil putting up a facade? I need a outlet now I needa write this down… (Write it down, write it all down) VERSE 2 Dear Diary, I’m still a fuckin’ basket case I say I’ll keep on truckin’ but the fact is cars don’t run in space… I’m feeling angsty and thankless and like I fell from grace In zero gravity, havin’ me thinking like I got no place, I’m fading. The crowd is waiting. But my internal rating is, well, kinda shady it’s Lately I’m just an alien sailing on my “self-made-in” BS that I shell out Tell my fans they’ll do well. Shout from the mountain I dwell. But does this ring any bells? That I don’t mention the hell. And changed the topic from the hot tip that they prolly won’t sell. I paint a pretty little image, it looks swell from a distance Blacking out the spell that gave this nobody an existence Called “luck” HOOK Just pretend it’s nothing, An endless “Wanting, getting, wanting” I never stop “One thing, always one thing” I’ll always keep Wanting, wanting more What does a demon believe in? A king or a god? I tell ‘em dice won’t be leaving, so what are the odds I get my outlet now? I gotta write this down… (Write it down, write it all down)
2.
VERSE 1 I don’t got the time or the patience or bank slips Money from the grind, when you die though it ain’t shit Slipping’ on ice, would you like a crisis? Whining over fuck nothing drama when all life is Stuck On a spinning rock, middle of the void Losin’ marbles over Twitter talk, cuz you got annoyed That I got a voice That I made a dumb fucking choice Thumb sucking little boys gettin’ bored with their toys NO, I’M NOT YOUR DAUGHTER YOUR WIFE OR YOUR ROLE MODEL Calm down, you ain’t my boss, or my mom or my dad And you got to reassess if the shit make you sad Why they gotta beat on us? Just cuz they be bored? Wipe the dorito dust off that keyboard Give it a thought or two, cuz I am as odd as you I cannot deliver even half what they promise you “No don’t get angry, listen cuz that’s they want!!” They sniff out those who react to their bitchin’, isn’t that how they hunt? This is the internet, may I snap back and call you a ———? (Don’t say that) Miss so cool and untouchable “I don’t give a fuck”able, better than you any day front Is a dumb stunt. And damn, I got tired. The chains of fame have my brain flying much higher than desired but “No shot? She’s gonna bitch and whine about being famous!!” You do not get to turn around and deflect half where the blame is. HOOK I tell myself that: Life is good. Life is good. (Turn the noise down, drown it out) Life is good… (Keep your voice down, never shout though) Life is good… So good. Shut up and eat your food, girl. VERSE 2 I’m an android mumbling, got no swag I see sad boys stumbling, I take a jab The tabloid ruffians plunge daggers in Your obsession with professionalism is staggerin’ What kinda lifestyle you imaginin’? What kinda stress do you think I’m managin’? What has the algorithm handed them? RULES, and we cannot abandon them We gotta shut the hell up, and not say a god damn word While the rest of the world gets to be heard Shit is absurd, I’m done. …but I’m still learning Gotta have a little fun while shit’s burning, though I am hurting As I go off, shit I feel dirty Wanna turn around, say I’m sorry, reversing just isn’t working And a third thing, saying LA LA LA Closing your ears and ignoring is not a Sure thing, sure fire way to deflect hate Back in the day, I was like you Screaming “don’t take the bait!!” …Wait. I better re-state. Or out of context, the wrong flex Says I don’t appreciate!! The shit is great, get to create, but that don’t take away a bitch right to complain!! We straight? Look, everybody wants clout. Everybody wants to live forever in the cloud But. We talk big, then we ditch the joint Cancel every little wrong for the “PC” points This song never gonna change a thing, what people do all the same, words on a screen to you. Climb a mountain, or skydive, or seize the day I wanna get away I wanna get the fuck away now HOOK VERSE 3 “This bitch hate her own fans“ But I didn’t say that? “Hates your guts if you’re a man.” Nope, didn’t say that. “Sayin’ mainstream rap’s all club shit” stance Tell you for the last time I never fuckin’ said that!! if THIS is the only time That I can ever snap back, ima cross the line And I don’t mind that the mainstream’s got it’s shape But y’all daydreaming thinking dat make my shit fake Y’all gonna stay screaming thinking we don’t make mistakes We as in me and the other idols our fans take Ain’t no recital, it’s real from the a.m. Vital opinions? Better not say them. This the business of contents and mayhem ‘Fore we keep dancing just like monkeys, can I get an amen? Can I get an amen? Can I get an amen? I tell myself that: Life is good. Life is good. So good. Life is good. Life is good. So good.
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VERSE 1 I can’t relax at all these days I haven’t for the longest time I manage it but where’s the line? Where I’m dying? I’m Paused Suspended like an apparition Without a “moving on” condition I’m sick of all the lies, suspicion I won’t find the piece I’ve been missing so Don’t. Run. Away with me. I’m a lost, cause, paid to be. Toss the soft act behavior Reach for more Time Has never really been on my side No heaven for the sins of my pride In just another moment The dark hour beckons And that’s where I’ll hide Somewhere Beyond the darkness A song in the night as the light rays part, it’s Been another hazy, lazy sobering day So bring a lover in the form of a shadow play If only walls could talk, check the clock, 2 now 3 I fall into a coma called reality Defiance, my eyelids refuse to close Unless a dream plays a song out of tune, suppose it goes HOOK Dark hour lullaby All five of my senses, unalive Snuff out our light, Just the one and only lonely mine Wanna be under wonder’s spell lost in a diamond crusted realm inside of a jewelry box mind I wanna spend some time VERSE 2 While ;ooking straight into those eyes Can never really seem to read you I’d black out for a chance to breath you And I tried I’m stopped Impervious to soreness, thankless A servant to the bored and anxious And you’re my blanket My brain is a puzzle, thinkin’ why am I like that? But fame is a muzzle, and I cannot fight back I’ll strike a little match to watch the flame flicker And pray that my rise finally dies, or ends quicker A gun to my chest, but it’s not for me Trigger finger toward mess I made mentally I take a shot, put the glass down, descend in a dream Where every minute of my time ain’t behind a screen Repeat. HOOK (repeat) Somewhere Beyond the darkness A song in the night as the light rays part, it’s Somewhere Behind the shadows A melody that ruptured beneath a sad glow Somewhere The crazed and heartless Oblivious that they are not the ones that start this The chivalrous become insidious and even hideous then pitiful, ridiculed, When I never took it serious Somehow The world is turning The moon stays alight and the sun still burning Somehow We’re stuck at 3:00. Alone for a night that can last eternity Somehow The here and now Is begging for a me that I can’t allow But this soul And this sound Is everlasting my world’s the last thing on my mind HOOK (Repeat)
4.
VERSE 1 Little footsteps immortalized in history’s cement, the horror stories come true, unless you got more than “intent” Your starting reps are poorly written, there’s no way to repent But thanks to improvising, rising check how far you done went Ya rivals’ eyes on the prize Your diving deep to survive That reef-less ocean Of constant motion Of kids with guns reloadin’ Bold and focused, told that most miss Their first SHOTS, throw in the towel before their magnum opus The speed of the climb is keepin’ young minds hopeless But rhymes are still land mines On the front lines, of the war zone Known as “post modern times” The hard earned pennies and dimes and nickels of “common sense” Of youngin’s searchin’ for more become a living expense The world’s a nasty place of happy faces painted on masks And if you say it unironically, the internet laughs The straight and narrow isn’t fair though Got two lose-lose paths So I choose to heckle myself The method ain’t special, it’s math, ya know? HOOK Ragged, reckless, what’s your wisdom? You had your riches, then you kissed ‘em Goodbye For lies, and pyrite skies Rolling dice while never opening up your eyes Atop this throne of sticks and stones Bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home I’ll shout THRIVE. SURVIVE. YOU ARE ALIVE. Don’t let 'em tell ya two and two makes five VERSE 2 Rejection sensitive inventive kid, who cried as she’d make I was defensive, sad, creative, planning every escape I fled to gutters on the net to vent insatiable hate Why should it alarm ya, suddenly karma hit me smack in the face Sure I was utterly in panic Pretended to wax satanic and dammit I almost had it but granted life never goes how you planned it I couldn’t stand it And never could hand it to the only souls emboldening me here on this planet, Mistake after mistake of “I’m the victim, let me take” And toward the spirit cheering for me, Fear had made me a snake I’ve put my share of shame to rest, but I chose my own coffin I should have paid you what I owed you and said thank you more often And god forgive me, if the shit outlives me Damn, it just might A rocky, less than perfect journey, yeah that’s music alright Still I refuse to lose my footing, we ain’t even at half time Cuz the proof’s in what you put in Bet it ain’t special, it’s math, right? HOOK VERSE 3 And there WILL be mistakes And there WILL be days of sorrow Know WE’LL be knowing better There WILL be a tomorrow No road Is loaded With silver and gold, it’s just the treasure that you make for you (Don’t we know it, oh) And there STILL be minor villains To KILL along the way, you could FILL yourself with hate or Be REAL, be on your way cuz Life’s tough But love When ‘nough is enough Could be the treasure that you make for you Atop this throne of sticks and stones 'bout a thousand miles from a hollowed home I'll shout THRIVE SURVIVE YOU ARE ALIVE Don't let 'em tell ya two and two makes five. And there WILL be mistakes And there WILL be days of sorrow Know WE’LL be knowing better There WILL be a tomorrow No road Is loaded With silver and gold, it’s just the treasure that you make for you.

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released January 31, 2022

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