produced by me & harrison
og pitch: https://soundcloud.com/xt73/wish-i-never-original-pitch/s-1AzWlsRX3fH?si=3e64ce3c529d461ab0c747b4a86b47db&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Dont wait around for me
Cuz i know i would with ease
Flied too close and i tried too hard
Just hold me close, you cant be far

Its something im chasing
Something im chasing
Something im chasing
Its something im chasing

I promise that i tried to make it better
1000 days pass still the weather
Reminds me of the time when we were tethered
If only i knew i wish i never

Wish i never

ayoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

prod. @d9minicc
mixed by @dancinginrainfall, extra original production & extra effects added by him as well

lyrics //
(not quite right) pessimist sent here to lie
with a stripe of malevolence never seen
try again if you attempted to triumph on the bitch
one b to your eye now youre based where the sky is
dont breathe where i sigh in, delete you like virus
complete sequence by the tone, beep faster (decease please)
met her where the red light acts on
that bitch gets me off wrong, i rip the jacker
let my dick spit leviathan til christians ask god
to let me into heaven cause my raps surpass thought
to get ahold of me you light a match on bad stars
and even then im asking you to throw some stacks on (im rich bitch)
levitate, provoke, and pass on
im living as a ghost, evanescing just to dedicate
a day into forgetting where im staying
to inevitably stay inside the station with a mic and rash thoughts
whichever way im headed its a dead end
jack off, return in a september then repeat it for a year again
its easy as a 1 2 30 to see im nearing death
thats why i speed the flow up, cause im feeding you with tears
know you'll never see me lurking, wear my iris on my sleeve
if you see me then im here where i reside
a materialization of your fears, am i here am i there
i dont know what i am meaning when im speaking
am i here, do i hear, do i fear, am i there, am i where, where i am

here i am, staring at the ceiling while comparing to disparage where i am
stripteasing with my weaknesses, the only thing i couldnt resist
its pornography youre watching while you look at me spitting this soft audio
you love it and you shouldnt pretend
i put it on you cause i love it so we're both in this
planning to hear the fall of it, the part of me that's shooting my head
i call it song because who wants to see me do that instead of spitting this slop shit
i call the shots, shoot me the head
i need a cerberus bitch, im a headhunter that's plotting to hunt my own head
you stop me and its 2 to be rest
im on my own, its only me who says my fate is whatever, you do your own shit
im on it and im focused on death
the death of rappers myself included
no need to refute me, know what im doing
so in stupor i'll forget what i said
an endless cycle of saying shit i dont mean and repeating it just to fleet again
a loser with no truth in his head

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old unfinished beat from march i added to it today
dth95k flip

ib @yuracual

iceland

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppIK7wVvY3g&t=27s

Acupuncture

luna, obrigado

@luidbmoneyworld
@cucuflute

Cover by @type-font

Bandcamp

lui:d + tal egg - picnics on a cold morning

no worry

book of angela

phantasy star online

Dungeon2

你说的同一句话
变成了多少颜色
融入空气把肺染成黑

皮肤上每一道疤
拼凑成我们的画
稀释了颜料却流成泪

我不可能再次走进
那道对我紧闭的门
你不知道你在囚禁
我的思绪还有灵魂

这是我们的爱
这是我们的悲剧
这是我们的画
哪有我们的延续

画里我们的延续 却远去 褪色成了灰
重新上色后掩去 无法愈 合的伤痕累累
两双手勾勒的未来
只剩下一双手宣告着失败
擦不掉的白
撕不碎的在 画上的痕迹却淡去得太快
快到还没记住每个色块
每个点每条线交错或分开
撤下画布的瞬间画上只剩记忆的尘埃
记忆的尘
布满整个房间
外面又到了冬天
飘着属于我们的雪
如今落在你和谁的窗前
在雪中许下的誓言
却随雪化在了路边
你是否 也留恋誓言成雪的瞬间

我走的每一条路
都残留着你踪迹
我又该如何放弃寻觅

灰色的天空之下
你的影子就在那
我却没有抓住的勇气

你笔下每一个画面就是我生命的再现
我画了几千张你的眼却忘了自己的脸

这是我们的爱
这是我们的结局
这是我们的画
我们存在的证据

这是我们的爱
这是我们的悲剧
这是我们的画
哪有我们的延续

你说的同一句话
变成了多少颜色
融入空气把肺染成黑

皮肤上每一道疤
拼凑成我们的画
稀释了颜料却流成泪

我不可能再次走进
那道对我紧闭的门
你不知道你在囚禁
我的思绪还有灵魂


画 la peinture  (a new kind of love remix)

Life is short. The life of a human being is short. This may not seem apparent because of scale. Human beings measure their lifetimes in years—in age. For a human being, the scale of a year feels substantial enough to make a lifetime appear significant. But at any point, you may question the proportional length of a hundred years against the scale of the universe. It's probably less than a second.

How do I know this? Because a second or less is the flash of a thought. Thoughts may feel as if they persist longer than a second, but only because they are re-projected in sequence until that thought is dropped and makes room for another.

Why is the scale of a thought's duration—a flash of thought—the right scale? When you consider the proportion of the timeless universe, everything that you are, that you take yourself to be, that you identify with, is contained within a single thought. For a thought to exist in you, it must come to you.

The "I" thinks. The "I" which is the thinker, thinks. So if you want, you can say the DNA of a thought is the DNA of the thinker.

The time of a flash of thought to a human's lifetime is as the time of a human lifetime to the timeless universe—to creation itself.

Dreamer

Written with Spitfire Chamber Strings and a bit of Olafur Arnalds Chamber Evolutions

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