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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
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

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Track one on [*MÖB*](/albums/mob/), the LP's front door and anxiety thesis, released as a standalone single ahead of the album. [Ear to the Ground Music](https://www.eartothegroundmusic.co/2023/10/20/album-review-digging-into-the-soulful-stylings-of-scoobert-dooberts-new-mob/) 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*](/songs/chew-on-this/) lineage of internet anxiety, and sets up [*Sunlight*](/songs/sunlight/) as the album's attempted answer.

Also on [Catalog](/catalog/) as a 2023 single.

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