2025 
Jumping From Eyelids
the letter gave a name: Rudy. with recent events in retrospect and no success dying in the desert, Rudy attempted to balance their brain chemistry against the weight of wet rocks. the mind kept turning on itself. survival came down to the narrow luck of outthinking it.
credits
rudy void guitar, bass, vocals, synths david oconnel drums mike post mixer keith alvaproducer
lyrics
this mind don't feel mine i'm jumping from eyelids won't stop running cos the thoughts keep coming and i won't stop running cos of thoughts, thoughts, thoughts if i woulda known i'd be here alone i wouldn't of came no i woulda just stayed home
digging my grave while i sit here and wait for my time to decay i can't find the time to sit down and pray but as long as i wait, you'll know that i tried my best but i'm going insane i don't even know who to blame won't stop running cos the thoughts keep coming and i won't stop running cos of thoughts, thoughts, thoughts
