Wo war ich? Wo warst du? Wo waren wir?

Dies ist der Moment, um den Mythos einer rationalen Alltagswelt zu begraben. 
Der Moment, um die Gefühlswelt mit situativen Kontexten zu verbinden. 
Einer Gedankenwelt, in welcher sich das Dasein zu einer surrealen Wirklichkeit entwickelt, welche doch eigentlich subjektiv real ist. 
Real in ihrer Reziprozität. 
Ja, wir waren da, doch nur mithilfe der geteilten Kommunikation unseres Bewusstseins, waren wir wirklich da.



Bild: Fotografierte Skizze von Antony Gormley

Sonst natürlich alles self-made, bis spätersilie die Tiere rufen!

Warda

if i left u all alone bby would u kry 4 me..

{RITUALMIXX} Joni - Orklove #SadOrk #OrkTearz

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i cant sleep.. i be takin acid evrynite im tryna tweak
ion wna fuh lil baby kiss me onna cheek
all my friends is fake asf nigga they sum fleas
all these drugz up in my body bruh i cant see, callin up my nigga like "bro can you help me"
i cant even look at ma wrists they filled wit cuts, but ion give a fukk nigga, fill up my cup

pussy nigga talkin on me, he gon die, he really think he can run up on me? shit he could try... ion een fist fight, im uppin fye
nigga u a bitch... u gon diee

mixed by me
beat prod @ihatewnji

lyricz:
swag wen i walk ho these bitches flock ho
swag wen i walk ho these bitches flock to me (x2)
** bet i spin ya blokk ho, i got hella bandzz in ma trapspot ho. niggaz snitchin so we shootn at da cops ho, ion wna talk 2 u suck my cock ho, give a fuck if u a fan bust yo top bro, lay u down in a grave bedrock vro

bitches see da swag on me and they drop ded. lookn at ma jeanz bloody, iss covered in red
"wuts dat on yo waist buddy?" dats dat infared, shoot u inna face buddy, now u hella dead. "wats that in yo pocket tho" shit dats hella bred, if u tryna grab it tho, i fill yo ass wit lead.

leave a nigga drownin in his blud he wna to talk to da fedzz, now he tryna crawl away but i kut off his legz, nd now he tryna call his mama but dat bitch already dead, ARP on ma waist it'll turn yo ass to shredz.

swagwheniwalk (prod. wnji)

(devilcry)  Cut on your flesh, red on, yah, I’m livin' 
Wipe fast , feel my nut drip from the ceiling.
A fight for the soul, who knows if im winning
One’s a devil, one's a man,
Who’s the villain
Demons in the streets, stains on the ground,
Watch your girl point a body that she found
Lean in my cup, sippin' slowly with the screams 
Looked at some tiddies,
Oh hell it made me cream 
Call the plug, hold, I need another eight.
Ask my ho if she’ll still stay.
Sippin' lean, all my thoughts start to fade. Pretty ho, oh babe you feel great
Cut on your flesh, red on, yah, I’m livin' 
Wipe fast , feel my nut drip from the ceiling.
A fight for the soul, who knows if im winning
One’s a devil, one's a man,
who’s the villain
who’s the villain
who’s the villain
who’s the villain
Demons in the streets, stains on the ground,
Watch your girl in a p0rno that I found
Choked you in the gut, breathing slowly while you scream
looking at tiddies,
Oh hell your bitch made me cream 
Cut on your flesh, red on, yah, I’m livin' 
Got you fucked, hit you with my whole nut dripping 
A fight for the souls, who knows that i’ll be winning
if im winning
(Winning)

DMCB :P

my last pitched up indie song sike i lied

senpaisenpaicmp (Call My Phone) - Prod ame

zuicide-alex g-slowed+reverb☆

track 07-alex g☆

Go die prod adres( this old b it it was good.

poison root-alex g-slowed☆

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my last pitched up indie song sike i lied

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