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Stories

Metadata

title
Stories
meaning
MÖB opens in the head: browsing history, invented slights, end-of-the-world loops: writing stories nobody said while smiling through a happy song.
year
2023
release
MÖB
releaseType
album
artist
Scoobert Doobert
artistId
#scoobert
credits
Written, performed, produced, and mixed by Luke Francis Walton. Mastered by Riley Knapp. Album art by Gentle Giant Illustrations.
apple
https://music.apple.com/us/album/stories/1708670332?i=1708670333
spotify
https://open.spotify.com/album/7kAZdCuQ89YJHbJQI0xeOB
youtube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rc_exGnBdCA
officialVideo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rc_exGnBdCA
themes
  • anxiety
  • internet
  • catastrophe
  • MÖB
  • stories
isrc
QZK6M2386628
isrcSource
soundexchange
draft
false

Lyrics

Ooo web browsing history
My little internet diary
Immortalized anxiety
Alexa, what's wrong with me
I smile on write a happy song
Never letting on
How much I worry
I'm writing stories in my head
Inventing awful things that you never said
Mad at what you did in my dream
Always in my head
Imagine awful things that you never did

It's the end of the world
In my head
It's the end of the world
In my head
So won't you get out of my head?

Big data cannot help me
No matter how it tracks me
No, I'm not feeling happy
No matter what the trends say
Generative allergy
Oh, Siri can you save me
Internal little story

I know you're out to get me
Said I know you're out to get me
Yeah I think you're out to get me
Ooo I think you're out to get me
Ooo

I'm writing stories in my head
Inventing awful things that you never said
Mad at what you did in my dream
Always in my head
Imagine awful things that you never did
It's the end of the world
In my head

No, I don't catastrophize
That information's classified
It's designated for my eyes only
Otherwise I probably
Wouldn't have a single friend
Oh look the world's ending again

And every couple years, we get a new election
To break my family into pieces
While the temperature increases
No one's happy when they're hot
But do you have to be so racist?
Every day another crises
Of our soul and of our vices
And I'm running out of air
Cause it's the end of the world

In my head
In my head
Writing stories in my head
Yeah you're always in my head
It's the end of the world
In my head
In my head
In my head
Yeah it's the end of the world in my head

Content

Track one on MÖB, the LP's front door and anxiety thesis, released as a standalone single ahead of the album. Ear to the Ground Music read it as a song about the stories people tell themselves, which is exactly the trick: a happy song that smiles while never letting on how much I worry.

The whole record's logic is in the chorus: it's the end of the world in my head, so won't you get out of my head? Browsing history doubles as a diary, big data and Siri can't help, and confession plays as comedy (I don't catastrophize, that information's classified). The final verse widens to elections, family fracture, and heat, then lands right back inside the skull. The Möbius cycle begins here, with looped dread you can dance to.

It connects to the CHEW ON THIS lineage of internet anxiety, and sets up Sunlight as the album's attempted answer.

Also on Catalog as a 2023 single.