Album "Khaak"
Executive Producer:Moji Salimi
Beat Producer:Aram
Production:Studio Lofa

Khaak

My Lungs Are A Canvas Painted Entirely Black (Prod. Frander)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khUV37yUumQ


dont tell me fucking shit
stop pulling on my strings
tried telling you before
but you just wont seem to quit
im not throwin in 

im making myself known
and im ignoring inside tones
the race just started here we go
im not stopping till we dead
im fucking in

start (prod OmenXIII) (VIDEO IN DESCRIPTION)

my friend @barrenwaste

thank you all for listening

[lyrics]
i write all these songs about you 
and i know you dont give a shit
on my knees i pray again
take these words and comprehend 
the fucked up ways you would not intend 
i thought to myself 
i was wrong again 
too fucking scared to know 
 i let it grow 
the curiosity 
of always coming close 
i shouldve known
that id be stuck in the same hole
that i dug myself into
smell like smoke
just leave now please
till we say what we really think
we say goodbyes and slowly sink
born to be
nothing more
i tell myself
as i ignore
and it doesnt matter what they say
unless you're dead
just fucking play 
and can we please turn back time
so i can find new peace of mind

ǝɔɐld ǝɥʇ ɥʇᴉʍ ǝuop ǝʌ,noʎ ʇɐɥʍ ǝʌol (ft. Barren)

produced by nofeeling
@killstation
my vocals m/m by @prohibeo

nothing left to say ft killstation (prod dysphora)

THINKING AWFUL THINGS (prod Shrk)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kquAUAmBrVk
soundcloud.com/anobodyreally
vocal mix by soundcloud.com/iamrellim

someone go get him
he’s losing it
again
you not the only one
moving on
slowly from
a once in love
but now fucked up
bond as one
i don’t believe in love
after all I’ve done
i belive in trust
thats first things first
i don’t put past
a lot more loss
dragging from the back
of my cars old trunk

I’m alone 
I’m alone
i refuse to pick 
up the phone
i won’t check a
text or call
leave me be 
let me go
I’m alone 
I’m alone
drive the car till it won’t go
cut the breaks 
drive right off the road

don’t take
another turn
don’t make this
pain worse
hour after 7
times 
only beginning 
a sort of kind
of religion
with what I’m bout
to get in
you don’t want to know who 
I’ve become
stuffing down
the mess 
I’m working to repress
burning up
the last chance 
of blissfulness
ill ever have to get
oh great another text 
from a number I’ve 
never seen
asking if its me
what the fuck do you think?
i wonder who
it could be 
do i have to 
be any more subtle
don’t need
another rebuttal
please shut the fuck up
please just 
don’t talk

I’m alone 
I’m alone
i refuse to pick 
up the phone
i won’t check a
text or call
leave me be 
let me go
I’m alone 
I’m alone
drive the car till it won’t go
cut the breaks 
drive right off the road

leave me be (prod ʎpoqou) (video in description)

i don’t expect you to be submissive 
If I’m transgressive or aggressive 
I don’t intend to be dismissive 
Non attentive or oppressive 
I dont pretend to be cohesive 
Or impressive or permissive
i jus try to be expressive 
And progressive not regressive 
I’ve accepted that my memory’s repressive 
And selective 
Im still working on my self 
Im still crossing off my check list 
I know that you try to help 
And feel helpless when I’m depressive
And I’m sorry
That I’m broken 
And it breaks you too 
And I’m sorry 
Im not more open 
I hope you know I hate It too 
But I’m growing
And I’m learning 
And I’m sorry its so slow 
stoked the flames 
For so long 
But the fire would never grow
Now its burning
As I attempt to maintain control 
And I’m learning
That a fire is hard to hold 
But I’m okay
And I think its cause I’m cold 
And that numbs me 
Or at least thats what I’m told
Puzzle pieces fit together til we see th bigger picture 
Smaller patterns create larger patterns with their Lil mixtures
But as I solve the puzzle I see I'm not in the picture 
So I'm staring at u standing there with someone else's figure
Well go figure I'm not perfect I just create the perfect mixture 
Of aggression and depression in my body like some elixir 
And I don't need the scripture like my father or the liquor 
I self medicate in other ways I guess you get th picture 
So I solve these little puzzles getting more frantic by the second 
And as the picture becomes clearer I always start to second guess it 
It's like the puzzles just a mirror and I'm scared of my reflection 
So I hid behind my fear and I suppress my own depression 
So I'm sorry 
that I'm broken 
and it breaks you too 
And I’m sorry 
Im not more open 
I hope you know I hate It too 
But I’m growing
And I’m learning 
And I’m sorry its so slow 
stoked the flames 
For so long 
But the fire would never grow
Now its burning

Dumb Luck (Snippet)

David

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