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So In My Head (Single)

by Lt Headtrip

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I’m melodic. Okay, here we go. I’m a lot of people’s favorite person. I’m a lot to deal with right now. I’m allowed to feel like I’m important, right? Yeah, but I could probably stand to come a notch down. That’s a lot of pressure to perform. That’s a lot of effort for a sad return. There's a law against this amount of self indulgence, I'm sure. Oh, chemistry's inevitable after burn. I always thought I’d hear hear the missiles coming. I kinda thought we’d turn the keys in unison. Now i’m paranoid about this distant humming. Oh, the lonely freedom that comes with new beginnings. But who are we to say when a song begins? And how do we really know when it ends? I'm sewin’ my head shut, I'm so in my head. I'm sewin’ my head shut. I'm so in my head. I’m a couple people’s ex boyfriend. Imma cut me off before I call em up. That's about as cordial as divorce gets. Never mind... guess I didn’t wait long enough. That's enough pleasantries for one week. I play hard but I’m really not all that tough, today. See, I really meant to write this song tongue and cheek. Waitin’ for the other me to call my bluff. It’s exhausting being so open minded. I tried it once, it left me high for life and naked. There’s a calm beyond the storm; I hope you find it. Oh, my diatribes disguised as thank you’s. But, who am I to rely on my closest friends? And, sure, who are you to force amends? I'm sewin’ my head shut, I'm so in my head. I'm sewin’ my head shut. I'm so in my head. I can’t get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Hey Pat, get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. I can’t get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Hey Pat, get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. I’m a lot of people’s favorite person. I’m a lot to deal with most the time. I was kinda feelin’ self important when I wrote this. Or self loathing. I blur the line. But maybe I’ll grow desperate and young again. And let the world back in and pull these threads. But I'm sewin’ my head shut, I'm so in my head. For now, I'm sewin’ my head shut. I'm so in my head.
2.
You could never have too many pillows. That’s a lie, too much of anything could kill you. You could never have too many windows. Hold up, wait, everybody could see in though? You could never have too comfy a bed. Until something wants you dead. It’ll strike when you’re vulnerable and tranquil. But you could never have too many pillows. I’d like to think i’m dying. Wouldn’t we all? Oh, time, the great healer which absolves sentient flaws. All for the cause, of course, up ’til the charge too costly. That’s a lot of pressure I’ll try to be softer. He’s coughin' up a lung, youngin’s gnawin' on the thumb still. When i was that age I was lucky to be a grunt, Swillin’ whiskey. Not concerned about a Lunchable in the lunch pale, Or the troll that ate the crumb trail. Both ways uphill. I’ve gotten so distracted asking, “What am I Supposed to do when my father pass?” That I forgot to water his plants. I often belabor my savior complex to death, Forgetting my mother labored to give me breath. Sometimes I’m edgy. Used to be all, “Hold me mommy. Breast feed me,” And nowadays, I’m not convinced I'm grown up and less needy. Still on my infantile, "I don't wanna go to bed until my Eyes are bulging red.” So I overindulge instead. I’m growing codependent on my imaginary friends. They’re slowly putting it together that I’m out of my erratic head. They’d rather me back inside instead, and I can’t deny it’s tempting. But I’m out here trying to expand. Let me down gently when I land. I’m predicting a, uh, violent atmosphere re-entry. Let the sensationalists have a field day. We both know this is gonna get messy. Like, “I’m goin' down in history, memorialize me however you’d like, Just remember to get the name and the measurements right, please." You could never have too many pillows. That’s a lie. Too much of anything could kill you. You could never have too many windows. Hold up, wait, everyone can see in though? You could never have too strong a box spring. ‘Til you’re too content to get up in the morning. You could never have too many pillows. Ooh child, you don’t wanna get too wild, now. Do ya? Don’t get too comfortable. Loosen up but don’t forget that you’re vulnerable. Hey, Ooh child, you don’t wanna get too wild, now. Do ya? Don’t get too settled. We recommend a break but don’t break your momentum. Hey, You could never have too many pillows. Still though, Let me down gentle. Just let me down gentle. You could never have too many pillows. Still though, Let me down gentle. Just let me down gentle. Just let me down gentle.
3.
I’m melodic. Okay, here we go. I’m a lot of people’s favorite person. I’m a lot to deal with right now. I’m allowed to feel like I’m important, right? Yeah, but I could probably stand to come a notch down. That’s a lot of pressure to perform. That’s a lot of effort for a sad return. There's a law against this amount of self indulgence, I'm sure. Oh, chemistry's inevitable after burn. I always thought I’d hear hear the missiles coming. I kinda thought we’d turn the keys in unison. Now i’m paranoid about this distant humming. Oh, the lonely freedom that comes with new beginnings. But who are we to say when a song begins? And how do we really know when it ends? I'm sewin’ my head shut, I'm so in my head. I'm sewin’ my head shut. I'm so in my head. I’m a couple people’s ex boyfriend. Imma cut me off before I call em up. That's about as cordial as divorce gets. Never mind... guess I didn’t wait long enough. That's enough pleasantries for one week. I play hard but I’m really not all that tough, today. See, I really meant to write this song tongue and cheek. Waitin’ for the other me to call my bluff. It’s exhausting being so open minded. I tried it once, it left me high for life and naked. There’s a calm beyond the storm; I hope you find it. Oh, my diatribes disguised as thank you’s. But, who am I to rely on my closest friends? And, sure, who are you to force amends? I'm sewin’ my head shut, I'm so in my head. I'm sewin’ my head shut. I'm so in my head. I can’t get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Hey Pat, get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. I can’t get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Hey Pat, get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. Get outta my head. I’m a lot of people’s favorite person. I’m a lot to deal with most the time. I was kinda feelin’ self important when I wrote this. Or self loathing. I blur the line. But maybe I’ll grow desperate and young again. And let the world back in and pull these threads. But I'm sewin’ my head shut, I'm so in my head. For now, I'm sewin’ my head shut. I'm so in my head.
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Produced and mixed by Lt Headtrip Bass Guitar by Jackson Kidder Saxophone by Chris Coles Mastered by C$Burns at COSMIC BLACK, Portland ME

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“So In My Head,” a sweet and unnerving single, blurs the line between self importance and self loathing. The most relaxing anxiety song ever made, Headtrip’s lullaby is the voice in your head that keeps you up at night with worry, longing to comfort you with a misplaced apology. The string sample at the production’s core is a beautiful, somber foundation for rich layers of bass guitar and trumpet, as well as foreboding bells ringing from a buried memory. Hear Trip at his most melodic, straightforward, and vulnerable.

The single's b-side, "Too Many Pillows," presents a meandering introspection on life, family, and death, continuing Trip’s exploration into melodic vocals. A wandering saxophone follows him through the uneasy meditations of a displaced man, wary of excessive luxury. C$Burns provides a devastating, waltzing reinterpretation of “So In My Head,” fleshing out the torment of change, finding new rhythms and beats within Headtrip’s reflection on endings.

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released May 31, 2022

So In My Head
Written, produced, and mixed by Lt Headtrip
Bass Guitar by Jackson Kidder
Trumpet by Ben Phillips

Too Many Pillows
Written, produced, and mixed by Lt Headtrip
Tape sample manipulation by HIGH FM
Bass Guitar by Jackson Kidder
Saxophone by Chris Coles

So In My Head (C$Burns Remix)
Written by Lt Headtrip
Produced and mixed by C$Burns
Baritone guitar and keys by C$Burns
All Songs mastered by C$Burns at COSMIC BLACK, Portland ME

Artwork by Aidan Bailey Williams

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