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Solvent
02:00
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(verse I)
i can see the eyes on the sun from my window
i can see the sky turn auburn when the wind blows
airliners going places i could never fathom
chemtrails tattooed through the clouds into heaven
witches trials with cinnamon and star anise
helping to maybe heal the self doubt scarring me
precious little life, starring me
and not precious little life like things that make me smile wide
i mean precious little life like precious little time
left on the earth
the way things are going i'll be left in the dirt
pathetic fallacy, rain, hail, thunderclouds
you can find me hiding in the mainframe underground
keep a low profile, stay sane, so profound
until i deem the day's pain over now
(verse II)
so disgusted, never see my face in the real light
fall asleep at night like "is this really real life"?
always wake up with a splitting head
always wake up and i'm swimming red
so i scramble to the surface
and my lungs are like a furnace
spit the blood out my mouth like the living dead
spent too much time in the spinning dread
wasting all my twenties just spinning thread
into words on the page that i slur into microphones
again and again, vision blurs as the cycle goes
pop the cap off the bottle, hold my mouth open
drizzle in the contents, let it burn, solvent
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Dreaming
01:56
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(verse)
i met you in a dream
apocalyptic planets were reflected in the sea
a spectacle indeed
when i awake i always hope to see you next to me
a stickler in my skull, i think about you endlessly
catching butterflies that haven't been discovered yet
watch em flutter high and laugh until the sun has set
stutter over words like im tryna climb an avalanche
never have i had a plan
never ever had a hand in levitating magic land
tethered to the reddest sand invented in my head i stand
feathered at the edges and ready to escape the grand
gestures of the everyman
festering in heavy hands
uzumaki spiral skies
oozing happy fireflies
lavander and watermelon oceanic siren cries
i'll only quit the music if the vinyl dies
but that could only happen after my demise
it's my dream to have my soundwaves on wax
light pink splatter disc flying out the stacks
on acrylic platters spinning vibrating out my raps
limited to 60 copies, get it while it lasts
more sweat less blood gotta make it til i gasp
my lungs are already bursting at the straps
or bursting at the seams
wait, you're squeezing all the air out of me it seems...
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3. |
Mosquito Legs
01:18
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(verse)
there's soil in my chest where my heart should be
roots in my lungs, when i inhale i find it hard to keep
scrapes on my skin from always falling on my arms and knees
pitch black fog, i walk ahead but i can hardly see
i dance with aphorisms, cheat on them with feelings
brain's a cataclysm, losing heat and freezing
i gotta get outta here, escape to outer atmosphere
i'm stuck shackled and confined to inner stratosphere
self-discipline, that's what the bushido said
hair scratchin itchin on my cheeks like mosquito legs
skulduggery and skulls cover me
ribcage prisoner, let the soil smother me
you got me by the throat and i had no idea
my abilities to actualize became my only fear
here, take my limbs away like ciggies from a smoker
you wear em round your neck, but i'm the only one who's choking
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Frogspawn
01:55
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(verse)
i see their eyes in the dark like pin holes to another realm
take me to it, skrink me down i never feel my fucking self
it's raining daggers in my house
i'm a faggot, i'm a mouse
afraid of confrontation
therapists and consaultations
skjera bagera ingenting tingeling
migratory dopamine and pheromones mingling
terror mode signaling
the change of days i'm hazy when i hit the sink
making waves, i'm pushing daisies every time i blink
thirty-seven asteroids make up your constellation
dirty heaven polaroids shake up your observation
in a country rife with apathy
it makes me write unnaturally
toerag state, blonde menace and his cavelry
nervous disposition
i'd count the issues but i think i got some fingers missing
i'm just a silence in the attic
with a creaky floor that makes me panic
i'm meant to be floating, i'm meant to be a ghost
but every step i take up here bothers you the most
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Jeg Elsker Deg / Pt. II
02:53
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(verse 1)
every time i'm with you, wake to fire in the cauldron
it's all on the table, free to cry in the open
your room smells of cloves, hibiscus and milk thistle
mugwart, vanilla oil and orange makes my skin bristle
saffron and mango vapor
you pop the grinder, i hand those papers
we have words to make the plan go safer
you lean in, and my hands start shaking
breath's been taken and my air turns raggedy
hide away my face cuz i'm scared that you're mad at me
like all the others always seem to be
a concrete jungle, missing all the greenery
a guest in my own home
i'd rather just evaporate and live up in the ozone
oh no
there's mould in the cupboard
rather live among the aliens like L. Ron Hubbard
mother mother
you're a thirteen hour walk away
a 2 second button press i listen to you talk away
how's your day, how's dad, how's your health?
if something went wrong, could i forgive myself?
(verse 2)
back to the witch's room
feeling like my brain is encased in a wicker tomb
living gloom
but you tell me go ahead and watch the giving moon
i feel my inner peace grow coming from within you
all our time's valuable
hold my hands above my head, you make my mind malleable
galaxy projector, fairy lights and a salt lamp
vegan ramen noodles, hair dye and a waltz dance
Rupan sansei Kariosutoro no shiro
watching anime until the clock hits zero zero
and listening to bowie tracks produced by brian eno
we may not be king or queen but we can still be "heroes"
in other words, protagonists
the insense burning is ever so balancing
every time i feel your touch, stops my soul hammering
with your strength and power, there's no damaging
teaching culture from your region's silky tongue
traditions, food and norwegian idioms
like morgenstund har gull i munn
gold in the mouth, you help me kill my gloomy mood
i pray i don't fuck it up
another bad luck birthday think i'll throw my stomach up
don't let me fuck it up oh god
don't let me fuck it up
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6. |
Room
03:00
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(hook)
i've never seen the sun, i've never seen the moon
i've never seen a happy thought inside of you
i hear your laughter, it gets me in the fucking mood
to shy away from you, hide inside my room
i've never seen the sun, i've never seen the moon
i've never seen a happy thought inside of you
i hear your laughter, it gets me in the fucking mood
to shy away from you, hide inside my room
(verse)
your visage haunts me, staring from my phone screen
everytime i see your eyes look in mine, my bones scream
my stomach flips, i feel sick
i wanna vomit out my heart but that's another thing to deal with
your laughter makes my day worse, i hate to see you smile
you took my lungs out, filled them full of bile
but nothing tastes as bitter as your final kiss
my only remedy for you is an earful of vinyl hiss
i wish you well, i wish you knew that you upset me
the tidal shifts, you're a ghost, i hope you don't regret me
sick of putting effort in and getting nothing back
so i just wanna crawl away and sit inside the crushing black
my issues of abandonment made worse tenfold
your blatent disrespect of that made me hang my head low
i know your brain is hurting, well mine is hurting too
i put my trust in you, a switch flipped, i'm nothing but a blur to you
i'm looking forward now, away from your distinction
trying to forget you, veins coursing with extinction
you're nothing but a memory that i met inside a dream
and i've finally woken up, i'm never going back to sleep
(hook)
i've never seen the sun, i've never seen the moon
i've never seen a happy thought inside of you
i hear your laughter, it gets me in the fucking mood
to shy away from you, hide inside my room
i've never seen the sun, i've never seen the moon
i've never seen a happy thought inside of you
i hear your laughter, it gets me in the fucking mood
to shy away from you, hide inside my room
i hear your laughter, it gets me in the fucking mood
to hide away from you, i'll never leave my room
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