Pardon me
Return my eyes
So l can see
Who wouldn't help
Guardian angels
With clipped wings
You can try to plant stories in spit
Sore bear
Don't feed them your whispers
Excuse me
I dismember words
You won't believe
How much they can hurt
Fallen angels
Trying to fly from
Sore bears
Don't feed them your whispers
They try to plant stories in my
They try to plant stories in my spit
Sore bear
Don't feed them your whispers
Talk to death
Ask them where is best
To pawn a lover's gift
That was never blessed
And walk with loss
Ask them what's the cost
Of making kindness cry
The kind I always tried
Oooh, evil eats the holy
Oooh, evil eats the holy
When you arrive
Send me an email
Tell me if you like hell
Said you didn't wanna grow up
Scared you couldn't keep your head up
Oooh, evil eats the holy
Oooh, evil eats the holy
Talk to death
Ask them where is best
Blank hospital ward
To say goodbye
Then you're gone
Gave up holding on
To skin that let you down
I hold dear
Don't be scared
Of the life left behind
Young forever our best friend
Your smiles filled jars
Moving on
To the still
To the still
I call all my friends
This afternoon
Holding all our hands
With super glue
Feeding broken hearts
Inside our swords
Healing every hit point
Before the kill
Favor nervous voices
With no reply
Strengthen every silk thread
Watch demons die
I'll call all my friends
This afternoon
Cry laughing gas
The roots are kissing over me
Pull hearts apart
Limb from
Limb from limb
Feel the bruises
Changing shape
You're the ghost with a peach skin
Bitter melon dies
Takes you to
See the ghost with a peach skin
Hope medicates
I know you've not been feeling great
Pulling apart
Limb from
Limb from limb
Feel the bruises
Changing shape
You're the ghost with a peach skin
Bitter melon dies
Takes you to
See the ghost with a peach skin
See the ghost
See the ghost
Feel the bruises
Changing shape
You're the ghost with a peach skin
Bitter melon dies
Takes you to
See the ghost with a peach skin
I open the paint that tried to dry my love
To the faint sounds of the flies we're dreaming of
The dog sat there
And everywhere
The smell of muddy air
Terrify a hotel packaged mini soap
Satisfied with farewells dressed as embryos
Cleaning the mud
From my lungs
Singing hymns of
Nothing
Try to go now
Cleaning the mud
From my lungs
Singing hymns of
Nothing
Try to go now
Cleaning the mud
From my lungs
Singing hymns of
Nothing
Try to go now
Words you're scared to mouth
Hidden in your lungs
Tears in leather bags
Whisper in mother tongues
Mum, you faked a smile
But I've known for a while
Don't need to forgive you
For something you don't mean to do
Dragon in your soup
Breathing the heartache
Educate the a(u)nts
You can talk to me it's not too late
Mum, you faked a smile
But I've known for a while
Don't need to forgive you
For something you don't mean to do
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mui zyu’s Rotten Bun for an Eggless Century (Expansion Pack) is a collection of reimagined productions of mui zyu’s debut album by an illustrious spectrum of East and South East Asian producers from around the world. These reworked pieces wander between ambient and fourth world (Lucy Liyou, Flora Yin-Wong, LI YILEI) to industrial and art pop (Mini Trees, kelz, Helen Ganya, Anise), exhibiting an eclectic range mirroring mui zyu’s own tastes.
On the collection Liu says, “I am so lucky to have this opportunity to work with this amazing collective of creatives who I admire so much. As this Expansion Pack came together, portals between the songs’ meanings and these producers’ worlds opened, deepening my own understanding of the original record. It’s also been wonderful celebrating these producers of East and South Asian heritage.”
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released June 23, 2023
Produced by Lucy Liyou, Mini Trees, Flora Yin-Wong, Helen Ganya, kelz, Anise, LI YILEI, and mui zyu
Written by mui zyu
Mastered by Luciano Rossi at Deathford Studios (London, UK)
New York indie pop duo embark on an ambitious, ecstatic spirit quest, crafted with continuous listening in mind; a dreamy, rewarding loop. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 7, 2023
