Whatever That Means

by Ramonda Hammer

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released April 29, 2016

Ramonda Hammer Is:
Devin Davis- Vocals & Guitar
Andy Hengl- Bass
Justin Geter- Guitar
Danny Louangxay- Drums

Songs & Lyrics written by Devin Davis
Music written by Ramonda Hammer
with riff by Dominador Pinera on "Goddamn Idiot"

Performed by Ramonda Hammer
with additional vocals by Amy Goldenberg

Produced by Devin Davis
with help from Adam Moseley & Morgan Stratton

Recorded by Morgan Stratton @ Sunset Sound
Mixed and mastered by Morgan Stratton

Album art by Justine Jaime

Text and layout by Devin Davis & Andy Hengl

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Track Name: Chaotic
It’s hard to explain myself
Oh, I know I only tell you stories
My tongue can’t paint what it denies
It barely sees the picture

If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
La la la la di da real
La la di da real

Let’s wait in the line that sells content
Wait forever; while we wait at least we’re interesting
I know that when I am it’s hurting you
Oh, that’s impossible, yeah; oh if you only knew why

If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
La la la la di da real
La la di da real

And symptoms seep through
And mine surround you
The problem is severely overlooked
Oh, oh, yeah
And I’m not new here
I know it’s unclear
I’d fill you in, oh if I only knew why

If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
La la la la di da real
La la di da real

If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
If it’s not chaotic, it’s not real
La la la la di da real
La la di da real
Track Name: If, Then
I'm pliable like melting vinyl
And I've become learned from books
I probably look like someone who's done something
But I haven't amounted to anything

I make sounds and I make them sound good
But that might not mean a thing
I’ve just about almost finished several things
But I haven’t amounted to anything

I write, I play, I choke on legato
I scream for you, I look like this
And all at once I can do probably twenty things
But I haven’t amounted to anything

If you’re hearing this song, then I’m something
If you’re singing along, then that’s something
If you’re crying like I am, I guess that’s something
And I’m not the only one who feels like nothing

I’m not the only one
I’m not
Track Name: Goddamn Idiot
You are a very afraid person
So much I think you won’t even let yourself think
You’re being very safe and that’s dangerous
If you really think about it

I think you don’t even know anything sometimes
I think you’re trying to lie to yourself
I wanna tell you what you already should think
You’re not a bad person, just a goddamn idiot

These are just my thoughts
They’re not always right but they’re always loud
And this time I thought the most about it
They’re just not wrong so do something about it
Track Name: Strangers Love You
Do you even talk? Strangers love you
Keep the facade, and I’ll direct you
Don’t you even fret or watch the technology rot
You will like what I bought for you

What’s that you plead? Oh, “Where’s the way out?”
Follow my lead, I’ll muffle your shouts
La da da da da da da, these walls don’t talk
Da da da da da da, they just pout like you

And when you’re all alone in the bathroom waiting for the fog to clear
And you’re drinking all their chopped up pills
Just remember that you did this to yourself
And that it’s just bad TV

Strangers love you
Strangers love you
Track Name: Conflicted
Give up focus and turn your mouth out wide
Lay down tokens and break the figures inside
Ooo yeah, yeah, it’s the best time you’ll get
Ooo yeah, yeah, but it hasn’t happened yet

Oh and I’m conflictedly restricted
And I’m addicted to falling out of line

Tell me stories and make sure you lie
Give up focus, we just want a good ride
Ooo yeah, yeah, it’s the best time you’ll get
Ooo yeah, yeah, but your mouth is bent and spent

Oh and I’m conflictedly restricted
And I’m addicted to falling out of line

Oh and I’m conflictedly restricted
And I’m addicted to falling out of line
And I’m vindictive and masochistic
And I won’t fix it, not because I’m fine
Not because I’m fine
Not because I’m fine
Track Name: See
I’m going to do bad things to myself
Once I realize I’ve said this out loud
But nothing’s as bad as this
Trying and needing to get over it

See
See me
See
See me

I’m going to almost act normal
Whatever that means; I’m not normal
Just know that I’m trying, I promise
I want to just tell you but that would be worse

See
See me
See
See me

Fear of having you
Fear of losing you
I hate that all I write about is
How I feel about the people I care about
I’ll try to have more depth, whatever that means
Just see
See me
See
See me

12345, 1234You, 12345, 1234You
12345, 1234You, 12345, 1234You. Are. Too. Good. For. Me. I see.
Track Name: Out of Style
Tried my best to make every hide-able mistake
But I wore too much and sometimes nothing at all
And you’re a lot like me; doesn’t matter now we’re free
‘Cause you’ll try them all then lie like they fit

And I can’t ignore the truth
Even though that’s what you and I do

Why do you got to wear that lame old shirt that I bought?
You hate what it means; does that mean that you love me?
And can’t we just forget? I will forgive your insolence
But you shoes are hard to walk in, they hurt

At least I tried and that’s more than I can say for you
And I gave you mine to wear but you ignored them and then took your boots
And maybe I’ll just try on something new
Yeah, maybe I’ll just find something new

You think that we don’t fit now, but you put us on all wrong
Oh, how we’re out of style just to be recycled again
And I guarantee the same
With any shoes or girl that you try on next

And I don’t ever wanna have more thoughts dear
No I don’t even ever want to think at all
The problem with the most of my thoughts dear
Is that I believe them and you weren’t all that right or wrong
You were wrong