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could this be earth?

could this be light?

does this mean everything’s going to be alright?

one look out my window theres trees talking like people. 

i dreamt of storms, i dreamt of sound

i dreamt of gravity, keeping us around

i slept in the darkness it was lonely 

& it was silent.

& what is this love?

i don’t feel the same, i dont believe what this is could be given a name. 

i woke you were there tracing planets on my forehead…

but i’ll forget 23, like i’ll forget 17

& i’ll forget my first love like you’ll forget a daydream. 

& what of all my wild friends… and the times i’ve had with them?

we’ll all fade to grey soon on the tv station. 

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Unreleased, MISC

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my random

i miss all the tension when all this is over i’m moving to ghana you sus and you watching me they used to be brown now them contacts is green why the fucks u finessing me i know how many licks it’ll take me to get to the center of ecstasy how come the ecstasy only depresses me so chemically I don’t have any new places to go every face looks pale when the seraton’ gets a lil low when they lower my coffin bet a few bitches jumpin in the hole few old ones that I left alone i never lie cus I don’t remember no tales cus it’s two heads even twelve got a lil forgiveness who do you love?

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The talent that this man has is amazing!

SPENDING TIME

SPINNING OUT TOWARD

A DESIRE THAT WASN’T PURE

BORN BEFORE THE VIRUS WAS CURED

PITCH PERFECT

VIOLINS ON THE FLOOR

FAST FORWARD LININGS ON MY SKULL

TYPE OF DESIGN I COULD AFFORD

FAST FORWARD BANDS OUT

GOT THEY HANDS OUT

LIKE THEY’RE ACKNOWLEDGING THE FÜHRER

REWIND NAS TRACK 6

REWIND DANCE CRAZES

READ MY MIND

FREED MY MIND

FEED MY MIND

MAKES SENSE

JUST LIKE MIRRORS ON THE WALL

JUST LIKE SITTING ON ME

RAW IN MIRRORS SEEN IT ALL

COULD MAKE TWO

A PIECE OF MIND

FLICKING ASH

POURING A HALF

DONT POUR IN A GLASS

POUR IT IN FOAM

THAT’S WHITE LIKE EGGSHELLS IN MY OMELETTE

MY EARLOBES ARE YELLOW LIKE THE YOLK IS RUNNING

MY BRAINS ON DRUGS

I STILL HAVE NO PEACE OF MIND

FUCK

WOOF WOOF DOGS IN THE PLACE

LOOSE TOOTH LOST IN THE FRAY

ROOF LOST IN THE WRAITH

ROOF LOST ON THE WAY

FREEWAY

NO ROZAY

BRUTE FORCE

BRUT CHAMPAGNE

TELL THE FRONT DESK TO CUT NEW KEYS

RESERVED IN THE MERCER FOR TWO YEARS

IN TWO SUITES

TOOK OUT THE BED LIKE ITS FUCK SLEEP

ILL SMACK A BITCH LIKE ITS HOT HANDS

FIRED THE LABEL LIKE FUCK BRANDS

COMFORTABLE LOW NIGGA FUCK XANS

COMFORTABLE SLOW WHO THE FUCK RAN

NOTHING IS SWEET

NOTHING IN TANK SWEET

ITS JUST A TANK P

SALT ON A SLUG

SODA ON SLUGGED TEETH

CHEWING ON NOTHING

UR TWEAKING OR SOMETHING

UR REACHING FOR SOMETHING

UR SPEAKING SPEAK UP THEN

UR THINKING UR OVERTHINKING

ONE BLINK AND IM PRECUMMING

THAT COULD TURN EVERY NO ONE

INTO SOMEONE