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THE GRIOTRECORD 10 / 16

TRACK 10 · THE RECORD

SPLIFFLASH

We keep it pretty… even when it’s weird.

Smile like crime—confuse the truth.

IF IT’S TOO REAL—MAKE IT LAUGH!

Three exposures. One inconvenient truth.

The Griot in a cranberry suit reaches toward a guest at a candlelit gathering in ruined surroundings.⤢ Enlarge image

KINDA SORTA

My grin too bright, got the night feel soft.

The Griot raises a glass beside a reclining guest in moonlit, candlelit ruins.⤢ Enlarge image

MOONLIT TOAST

Freeze that frame—don’t ruin it.

Viewed from above, the Griot dances on an open floor among guests and musicians in candlelit ruins.⤢ Enlarge image

MASQUERADE MAESTRO

Smile like crime—confuse the truth.

Lyrics.

The words are here when you want them.

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Heh, heh Hold still Splifflash blink, now the moment froze Smoke in the light like designer ghosts My grin too bright, got the night feel soft I make bad luck dance with a good-ass walk She said"you real?" I said"kinda, sorta" I'm like love in a cup with a lil' extra water My words come sideways, my rhythm come odd But somehow your hips still obeyin' the bop Grin on my cheek, it drip like paint I'm a saint in a club, I'm a flirt in a bank I don't move perfect, I move like"oops" Trip on the beat then land in loops Freeze that frame, don't ruin it Kiss too quick, don't do too much Smile like crime, confuse the truth I'm sugar slick with the street in the clutch Click, click! Click! Flash, flash! Flash! Love on camera, don't move fast! Click, click! Click! Flash, flash! Flash! If it's too real, make it laugh! Splifflash polaroids, we glow then we pass Splifflash polaroids, we glow then we Hold up! Hold up! Pose up! Pose up! Roll up! Roll up! Glow up! Glow up! She wanna read me like captions I'm more like static with manners I'm sweet with a side of"don't try me" I'm calm but my silence got hammers Ex text pop up, I don't even click it I swipe left like"blessings, no sickness" I'm not heartless, I'm just hard to pin Like a laugh in the dark when the bass come in My life been loud with the quiet parts So I crack jokes like glow-in-the-dark If I ever looked lost in the crowd It's 'cause I was holdin' my whole self down I'm the Fool, so you don't run I'm the Magician, so you feel young I'm the Hermit, when the lights turn thin And the night start talkin' from deep within But tonight? We keep it pretty Even when it's weird Camera shake, bass get mean Butterfly drums on a gasoline beat Birds in the synth and the bees in the snare Whole park turned club, now the club in the air Run that back! Run! Spin that again! Spin! Hands in the sky! Sky! Lose your brain! Lose! Click, click! Click! Flash, flash! Flash! Love on camera, don't move fast! Click, click! Click! Flash, flash! Flash! If it's too real, make it laugh! Pose! Pose! Glow! Glow! Roll! Roll! Go! Go! You ever smile so hard Your face start hurtin? Splifflash Polaroids
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