Must have recorded this years ago & just stumbled upon it 
Play as you go kind of thing 

Art work by Stefan Żechowski

Uncreated

One of many stoned crazy random jams with Zawad amid Burial Dust'rehearsal. This brings back memories!

Abrupt

Lyrics: 

An hourglass counting since the age of time 
In the corner stands an unspoken mind
Troublesome journey made through time and space 
There's nothing but disgrace, 
that he has got to sell 
(he has no tell) 

So he lies & lies & lies & lies,
Hoping it would end 

Dissected innocense resonates in her eyes
As green as life itself, she doesn't need to get high,
But time throws rocks that are hard as they can be
She might even ask for some shelter from me 
(There girl, life ain't so meek) 

But she cries & cries & cires & cries 
confined in her closet 

Hands come reaching in, the doors are open now 
It's about time she shows him how 
To speak, to breath, to live in agony 
Or just kill each other amid a deep sleep 
(Your soul is mine) 

So, I'll live & live & live, We'll live 
just to show up. 


 

Hedonic Hope

Birds chirping, Careless recordings, Mistakes here & there, but-fuck it.

Mac DeMarco - Let Her Go [Cover]

Originally made this track for a future release that I've been working on forever, but then decided to get rid of it as it didn't quite fit in with the other ones. I still wanted to share it for shits and giggles though. For those who enjoy some fuzzy-doom.

Lyrics:

Never thought I’d find myself in this trance 
gilded by man-made machines and shiny stones 
This dopamine fiend is always on the search 
Sucking the host and moving onto the next 
All senses are numb under constant hunger 
in the biggest deprivation cell 
Given a new name and some walls to call home 
Last night they told me I was going to lose it all 

You got to find the time 
To rest your beautiful corpse 
You got to draw the line between sanity and all your gold 

Look at the knives that cut my mortal flesh 
they cut so deep, but I call them my own 
You have it all and yet you keep wanting more 
What’s there to do when all is conquered? 
Just you and your shattered bones
an identity that you once adorned so well 
collecting fungus on some tomb stone

No more room for innocence
No more room for sense of wonder 
No more room for you and me 
If what they say is true, we’ll meet again.

Dopamine Fiend

Cover of Molly Nilsson's song Hey Moon
Performed and Produced by Adeeb

Hey Moon

Anti-small talk agenda 

 Dhaka, Bangladesh | London, UK

Adeeb

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