Uploaded November 2023 | Updated September 2026, 2 weeks ago
Track two from Crywolf & The Kids’ new three-part record, “Take This Weight”
~ Lyrics ~
Take this weight from me
Take this weight from me
From me
So sad your old fur was so soft
All matted down and tied in knots
I’d write a metaphor to make you like raindrops in the thunder
The current pulls you under
Safe inside the water
Take this weight from me
Take this weight from me
From me
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Crywolf:
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Track two from Crywolf & The Kids’ new three-part record, “Take This Weight”
~ Lyrics ~
Take this weight from me
Take this weight from me
From me
So sad your old fur was so soft
All matted down and tied in knots
I’d write a metaphor to make you like raindrops in the thunder
The current pulls you under
Safe inside the water
Take this weight from me
Take this weight from me
From me
ø
Crywolf:
Instagram: instagram.com/runcrywolf
Twitter: twitter.com/runcrywolf
Facebook: facebook.com/runcrywolf
Discord: discord.gg/eGff53wRQd
The Kids:
YouTube: youtube.com/@Producedbythekids
Tiktok: @producedbythekids
Instagram: instagram.com/producedbythekids
Twitter: twitter.com/prodbythekids
![Crywolf - 12.25.16 [untitled christmas song] (acoustic version)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/apCU0SaFnu4/mqdefault.jpg "Crywolf - 12.25.16 [untitled christmas song] (acoustic version)
Am I the only one who secretly hates Christmas music? It’s always felt like a bit of a spit in the face of the somber emotional palette this season has in my mind.
A while back a friend of mine heard me talking about it and they challenged me to write my own Christmas song. I gave it a shot and what came out was, in my opinion, one of the most straightforward and candid songs I’ve ever written. It doesn’t involve complex themes or abstract lyricism. It is just an honest exploration of the gut-wrenching feeling you have when you realize you have lost the place that your soul felt at peace.
I recorded this new stripped down version of it with just me and a felt piano for you guys. If you are another person for whom the holiday season is one of reflection on loss, I hope it comforts you and shows you you are not alone 🤍
Listen on other platforms: https://stem.ffm.to/crywolf
Lyrics:
Did it get colder this year?
Inside my room I see crystals of ice
Suspended pieces covered in glass
Snowbanks are falling on the sides of my bed
The sides of my bed
But it doesn’t snow here in Los Angeles
Abandoned roads, but they’re warm… I’m just losing it.
Everyone’s gone back to sweet places they call their homes
But I wander aimlessly
Can’t shake this chill from my bones
Cause where could I go to feel home, when my home was you?
Surrounded, but always alone
In this snow I can’t move
I feel that yearning to leave and belong somewhere new
But where could I go? Darling, you took my whole world with you.")
![Crywolf - Wake [E-bow] (Cataclasm)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/d9opPttzDyk/mqdefault.jpg "Crywolf - Wake [E-bow] (Cataclasm)
Crywolf - Wake [E-bow] (Cataclasm)")
![[i touched her face like the ark of the covenant, like someone expecting to be smitten by god]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/dF7gJ30BDE8/mqdefault.jpg "[i touched her face like the ark of the covenant, like someone expecting to be smitten by god]
[i touched her face like the ark of the covenant, like someone expecting to be smitten by god]")
![Crywolf - [52hz] (Lyric Video)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/grmQZ-fPaH0/mqdefault.jpg "Crywolf - [52hz] (Lyric Video)
Get Limited Edition OBLIVIØN Double Vinyls: https://www.runcrywolf.com/collections/exuvium-vinyl
➰
I have something to show you.
A world that exists behind our minds,
seeping through the cracks in our faces.
Vast, filled with beautiful malevolence, seething with gravity.
It pricked me one day, a thorn in my foot.
Something subtle, yet spreading through my frame, cell by cell, splicing into my RNA,
making my belly swell with its potent malice.
Two years later it emerged from my womb, opened its mouth, and screamed with a voice like thunder.
Poor, angry little god.
Welcome to the hell that saved me
The demon that died for my sins
The frenzy of the ancients
Divine, fractalized madness
Welcome to EXUVIUM.
➰
Written and produced by Justin Taylor Phillips")
