Vocals : @gullyspit
Artwork : @hxnch / instagram.com/hxnch

Lyrics :
I cannot die 
I’m a god
teasing my knife 
to the flesh of my arm 

bitch got me 
topped off
for I jump in the gutter 
my throat starts to drip
as I rot from the hunger

leading these pigs to slaughter 
before you I sin forgive me holy father

I fucked up 

and you cannot save me today 
pray that I fade into grey 

the stencil is broken 

the motion decays 

open you mouth you get fucked 

you got the blade keep it tucked

I got a bucket of lungs 
and chainsaw 

trying to stay calm 
but you sweating and shaking 
like sluts under palm 
best be ready and wait for the taking 
I won’t be too long 

breaking a soul ain’t an issue 
you reek like a game of these thrones
I appease you 

now please let the past be a suture
and let me consume all these shots 
from the reuger

a hunnid lil pills 
put an end to my future 
designer my drugs 
I’m designed by my issues 

I piss thru a check 
and get right back to misuse
fuck kicking my habit
the habit abusive

I cannot fucking believe that I’m 
cutting again 
like a moth to the flame 
is a blade to my skin
bitch 
am I too violent for you
am I too fucking twisted 
the knot of a noose
but in a few minute 
I’m gasping and clawing 
I don’t wanna die 
but the siren is calling 
and it’s fucking seducing 
and playing its role
my luck here is ending 
I’m paying the toll

I CANNOT DIE I'M A GOD (w/ GULLYSPiT)

𝕴 𝖆𝖒 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖘𝖎𝖓... 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘...

Schizoaffective￼￼ fucc-ing broken
The pain keeps going and going there’s happy a moments tho and I that is why I am happy I live through the pain 11/11/24

CG GENERALIST × ART DIRECTION × 3D MAPPING

“Il Cuore che Medusa non poté pietrificare”

Si narra di un uomo che un tempo amò una donna così intensamente da consumare ogni battito del suo cuore.
Quando ella svanì, l’amore divenne pietra, e in quella pietra si seppellì la sua anima.

Errò poi tra le ombre del mondo, né vivo né morto, e giunse infine al cospetto di Medusa.
Ella lo fissò, e il suo sguardo, che aveva tramutato eserciti in statue, su di lui non trovò dimora.

Perché il suo cuore era già pietrificato dall’amore perduto,
e la morte nel petto gli aveva sottratto ciò che la maledizione cercava.

Così Medusa pianse —
per la prima volta non come mostro, ma come donna:
poiché negli occhi di quell’uomo vide il riflesso della propria condanna.

I think
If u love tha sound u made
u can call urself the best songwriter
other goals're optional
life's good
&optional2
FvlLy Higher
R. Dwyer

I CANNOT DIE I'M A GOD (w/ GULLYSPiT)

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