What does it say after Morphing into Orpheus painting poetry black? Afrodice afrodite, army or something?

this is truly food for the spirit 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

I woke up from a nightmare feeling all kinds of depressed. I looped a beat by engelwood and came up with this and a couple other things I did out of trying to escape the thoughts. Im getting there guys. Thank for listening and showing love.

Engelwood if you find this and hate me for using the beat or looping it I am sorry.

I had to get some things off my chest.

Other songs included in these releases are wake up , still ( a remix of a g eazy song ) , and " doing well "

Just some demos I did today.

Unedited and uncut.

Just some emotions.

Thanks guys

FATHERFATHER (prod. engelwood & slim tone) [demo]

Thank you all so much for the overwhelming amount of support, got a fun little track dropping for yall this Friday :)

additional vocals by me

feat. https://soundcloud.com/iamsamsa
prod. by https://soundcloud.com/saysooo
art by the lovely @passive155 (on twitter)
mixed by me

Lyrics:

And if every thing we thought correct
Had just got up and left
I wouldn't hesitate to take another step
In your direction
Recollectin memories we share the best ones
And I'd restart at step one for your affection
I'd get to relearn what makes you laugh and smile
And get mad scrunchin your nose and your brows
I don't know how it happened
It's like some men in black shit 
A click then a flash and now we don't know where our past went
Or what our past was
The half kiss and half touch
Some would call it bad luck 
And i ain't even mad because
I get to experience you all for the first time again
And take you on dates so we can talk about the lifes we live
And i can't wait for that first kiss 
I want it to be perfect
Even thinking bout it's making me nervous 
This is all just so surreal
I can't even begin to wait to get to know how you feel

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

okay, freeze frame argument
we’re sitting on a park bench
our past is running circles through me,
I’m stuck on your arc length,
every evening we spent cheerful hangs
suspended in air
we both agreed that we ain’t working
though, we ended it there
and every sip of morning coffee you made
after i slept over or the way you slipped your 
sweater off your shoulder just to trace me through 
your supernova tattoo on your collarbones
comes floating back in monochrome, 
sheathed in a protective cover 
i’d give anything  to relive me and you in technicolor,
reincarnate months back to the party where I met you
where we dipped and watched the starlit sky then woke up in your bedroom
it’s not a second chance, you see, I want a second play-through
some way where if I fuck up I’d rewind to an escape route
and evade making the wrong choice
program every date with a respawn point
and meander through the multiverse, i’d go whatever distance
till I happen on a parallel dimension that’s not this one

If. .we. .would. .re. .set
I wouldn't mind
I wouldn't mind, i wouldn't mind no
×4

Reset, feat. samsa // sayso !

For as long as I can remember I have been lost and depressed. I've given tastes of what my music will sound like after my training and it's all lead to this point. The past month has been high stress and extremely brutal on my mental. I give you an actual album. This is dedicated to everyone who is just like me. Scared. Alone. Lost. Suicidal. And depressed. This is the last time you'll hear from me until late autumn / early winter. The best way to experience this is through the stream. I hope you can understand what I'm saying and what I've gone through. This is also dedicated to Paul Alexander. A skateboarder who's story inspired me to make this. You are not alone in this cruel world.

My life is torn2piece$.

By it don't mean I gotta quit.

Neither do you.

Thank you for vibing with me. And keeping me alive.

It truly has meant the world.

- Burney

FATHERFATHER

Lonely Hurts

Excuse the key/pitch change of the instrumental, here's a new experimental track PLEASE ENJOY

Try Again (NOW ON SPOTIFY AND ITUNES/GOOGLEPLAY)

Produced by @bgxrg

(Hook)
Leave me alone, please.
Let me play my keys and pluck my guitar.
Is that too much to ask?
Leave me alone, please.
I just had my heart broken to pieces and I'm still sweeping up the shards.

(Verse)
We used to intertwine our fingers
Like we were making wicker baskets of our hands.
And the second she sang to my ears I nearly died as my heart stopped beating.
Was that too much to ask?

(Hook)
Leave me alone, please.
Let me play my keys and pluck my guitar.
Is that too much to ask?
Leave me alone, please.
I just had my heart broken to pieces and I'm still sweeping up the shards.

(Adlib)

alone (too much to ask for) [Prod. blank]

sat on this for a year. issa rap

mixed by: @blue-tinted-glass

produced by: me and @elijahwho

All Alone (Prod. Me x Elijah Who) (Out Now on Streaming)

ALL CREDITS GO TO CLOUD MAC, HE TOOK THIS SONG DOWN AND I FOUND IT AGAIN SO I WANTED TO UPLOAD IT.

[Cloudy]
Listen to this raspy voice, yeah it’s the sound of cigarettes,
Can you hear my crappy choices by the pound, wrapped up with my regrets,
And can you hear my passed joys come out with what I express,
And are my words a vessel for all the things that I confess.

And what would you do, if I was deaf and mute,
And I had just a few, little dots to speak through.
Put them dots on the wall, if my message still was tall,
Would you answer to it’s call, would you read it till’ it falls.
No… no…I’m lucky to be in the position I am,
Lucky to carry out all of my plans,
Lucky to be able to understand you.
Lucky that English is spoke in Japan,
Lucky that I benefit from my land’s -
Past horrors, I don’t need to understand you

And every voice is different,
No such thing, as indifference,
The problem isn’t distance,
It’s just that no one will listen.
Because we all deserve the same,
Different pride, different plain,
Different lies, different names,
But we all, suffer pain. (yeah)

Listen to this raspy voice, yeah it’s the sound of cigarettes,
Can you hear my crappy choices by the pound, wrapped up with my regrets,
And can you hear my passed joys come out with what I express,
And are my words a vessel for all the things that I confess.
Listen to this raspy voice, yeah it’s the sound of cigarettes,
Can you hear my crappy choices by the pound, wrapped up with my regrets,
And can you hear my passed joys come out with what I express,
And are my words a vessel for all the things that I confess.

[Chris Wright]
Who will sing my love fast to sleep
Magazine rip my past to pieces
Ash it out, we ain’t passing weed
Trynna leave but I’m trapped in leases
Masterpiece is all I can settle for
Chain around my neck, pushing pedals more
Scared of silence so it’s always getting torn
Movie nights with a bag of kettle corn
Why is it my words that you listen to
Signals passing through simple tubes
Playin out into empty rooms
Cause on my side, I can’t hear bout all the things that are wrong
Yeah on my side, couldn’t ever find peace in one of my songs
Still on my side, you should not feel like we would ever get along
Cause on my side, all I care about’s what I leave when I’m gone

Lonely Hurts

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