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Pseudoscientist

by Astral Lite

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1.
You may think you're infinite But you're insignificant So just admit you're ignorant So you can see again So let your wings divide Let your wings divide As if an angel's sighing As if an angel's sighing So let your wings divide Let your wings divide As if an angel's sighing As if an angel's sighing
2.
Hi! You're so kind in your eyes But so wretched in your spirit You tell me you don't to hear it Insufferable demeanor The real you will I ever meet her You cry and pray to the goddess She don't listen You're diminished in vibration Your soul ceases to glisten That's where you'll catch me On the teleport court That's where you'll catch me On the teleport court We're in the next world And we can't telephone home We're in the next world And we can't telephone home We are so young But feel so old We wear long sleeves When it's not even cold If that night we died And we reached too high And killed ourselves While trying to fly You know our lives would have been fulfilled We would have laughed at the gates of heaven Our lives would have been fulfilled Been fulfilled That's where you'll catch me On the teleport court That's where you'll catch me On the teleport court We're in the next world And we can't telephone home We're in the next world And we can't telephone home Hi! You're so kind in your eyes But so wretched in your spirit You tell me you don't want to hear it You tell me that you don't You'll never know your soul You'll never know your soul You'll neve know your soul You'll never feel so whole That's where you'll catch me On the teleport Teleport court That's where you'll catch me On the teleport Teleport court We're in the next world And we can't telephone home We're in the next world And we can't telephone home Telephone Telephone home Telephone home Telephone Telephone Telephone
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An expression of great Gaia's narrative Dulling the fangs of the true imperative And i'll admit it's quite declarative I'm a heretic You're a heretic He's a heretic She's a heretic We're all heretics And we're all drowning in hell An expression of great Gaia's narrative Dulling the fangs of the true imperative And i'll admit it's quite declarative I'm a heretic You're a heretic He's a heretic She's a heretic We're all heretics And we're all drowning in hell You've come to see the elderly man in the mountains You seek wisdom from him and Youth from the fountains It's such a drag Being back In this old town again I see some people By the steeple Gonna make me frown again I feel my daughter's hand caress me even though she is unborn How could I let her mother kill her? Hell forgives like women's scorn And i'm a heretic You're a heretic He's a heretic She's a heretic Mother's a heretic Father's a heretic Teacher's a heretic Preacher's a heretic Preacher's a heretic! And we're all drowning in hell Drowning in hell, in hell In hades In hades Drowning in hell, in hell In hades I'm a heretic You're a heretic He's a heretic She's a heretic We're all heretics And we're all drowning in hell
4.
True love waits for the receiving True faith waits for the believing Truth is in plain sight and it is deceiving And we shall Pull out the needles and pins We're walking through that door We wash away our sins To make room for more To make room for more Life is a wound That never stops festering Love is a verb That never stops Listening So listen Mesmerized by the lies that I want to believe So many with capabilities to deceive And I, I myself am a lie But i'm gonna be a golden truth before I die Before I die Life is a wound That never stops festering Love is a verb That never stops Listening So listen Life is a wound That never stops festering Love is a verb That never stops Listening So listen
5.
I said "what's up How's it going" Free and easy Keep on growing She said "let's go to the whiskey bar, i've got your puzzle piece" She shot my heart And it's no use I want abuse I want to be your doll With pleasure flowing You pull my strings And i'll do anything Yeah, i'll do anything But maybe not that I said "what's up"
6.
Innocuous nite Not feeling so immaculate now, are ya Innocuous nite Not feeling so immaculate now, are ya You may think you're infinite But you're insignificant So just admit you're ignorant You can see again So let your wings divide As if an angel's sighing As if an angel's sighing Innocuous nite Not feeling so immaculate now, are ya Innocuous nite Not feeling so immaculate now, are ya You may think you're infinite But you're insignificant So just admit you're ignorant You can see again So let your wings divide As if an angel's sighing As if an angel's sighing Innocuous nite Not feeling so immaculate now, are ya Innocuous nite Not feeling so immaculate now, are ya Are ya Are ya Are ya
7.
You make me feel so sultry on the inside You make me feel so restless when i'm tired You bring about a solitude for midnight Under the strawberry moon You make me feel so sultry on the inside You make me feel so restless when i'm tired You bring about a solitude for midnight Under the strawberry moon Something transcendent at work here Under the strawberry moon And you believe that the time's right Under the strawberry moon Under the strawberry moon So please supply me with your innocence I'll supply you with my time Your way of life is hatred of the daylight Under the moon, i'll stick my fingers inside Under the strawberry moon I'll tickle feelings, kiss the sky Something transcendent at work here Under the strawberry moon And you believe that the time's right Under the strawberry moon Under the strawberry moon Something transcendent at work here I know you're feeling it too And you believe that the time's right Under the strawberry moon Under the strawberry moon Under the strawberry moon Under the strawberry, under the strawberry moon Under the strawberry, under the strawberry moon Under the strawberry moon
8.
Come in alone It's not over anymore Come in alone It's not over anymore No more No more Locked in alone Somebody locked the freezer door Feeling so cold Come embrace me with your warmth Come in alone It's not over anymore Come in alone It's not over anymore No more No more Come in alone It's not over anymore Come in alone It's not over anymore No more No more
9.
Sweet bleeding Jesus on the cross Don't feel good Even though everything's fine So I clench my hands and pray To the one divine Said "if you're capable of miracles, Then won't you fix the chemicals In my mind" I'm running out of time So Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light Some creepy pseudoscientist May take your mind, Give it a twist And they'll do it all just for attention No more hits of DMT, No more sips of mushroom tea You don't Need such things for ascension Some creepy pseudoscientist May take your mind, Give it a twist And it's such a long way down Shattering your crystal sea I'll never learn from LSD What I don't already know But I may never know So Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light on me Lord, shine a light

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"Pseudoscientist" is the first proper full length album from Astral Lite, several years in the making.

It is a record about duality — day and night, love and hate, innocence and decadence, fantasy and reality — and the cyclic journey through life’s many spectrums.

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released July 7, 2023

Johnie Palmer - vocals, guitars, synths
Amanda Boone - bass, vocals
Kaelin Boone - drums, vocals, synths

Music by Astral Lite
Lyrics by Johnie Palmer except for "Thirsty Squirrel" written by Kaelin Boone
Produced by Kaelin Boone, David Boone
Recorded at the Astral Chapel
Cover art by Citrine Sumer

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