where are my friends tonight? i don’t know where
i haven’t washed my hair in days but i’m too scared to care
what is this lion tryna say to me?
i don’t know what she’s tryna say
all i know’s it’s not helpful anyways
i’ve lost my sense of time, i lost my map
good thing i’ve got at least a hat and snacks in my backpack
why is this lion tryna follow me?
i don’t know what she wants from me
all i know’s that i’m not very tasty
i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, if i’ll last very long in this world, full of strange and unknown kemono
i don’t know what i am, what am i? i don’t know, kemono
too soon the setting sun is running out of patience
if i had charged my phone i could’ve called my parents
this old belligerent and feral cat is clawing at the seams
but come to think of it she looks a bit like me
we’ve walked for miles to the savana’s end
and now this fuzzy jungle cat is calling me her friend
she says that: “i’ve never seen a friend like you who’d ever do the things you do, you’re not like me so what kind of friend are you?”
i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know,
i don’t know of my name or the town that i’m from or my favourite cartoon tv show
am i friend? am i man? am i this am i that? all these dumb things i don’t know
all i know’s that we’re friends you and i, me and you, kemono
João Rocha's debut is a stimulating mix of Música Popular Brasileira, experimental electronica, and hip-hop, arranged like a punk mix tape. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 13, 2023