a song abt getting over one-sided relationships
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STREAM: fanlink.to/polly

LYRICS:

like i didn't give u my everything like
WTF U MEAN :/
showed u every side like geometry tell me
WHAT U HAVEN'T SEEN O_O
and u cappin like u rly down for me 
I WISH I COULD BELIEVE but...
we move at different 
speeds V_V

u made me run till i was FALLING APARTTT
a marathon but we never got farrrr
it's hard enough to warm a heart, when it's freezing
spend my time! just crawling out the deep end

ha, ha, ha
hihihiah
oooooo

i'm better now
let's laugh abt
my silly brain !
let's air it out
i do invite remind, of the happy times
there was an image in my head - but U ARE NOT THAT GUY >:B

(turn this shit right up!)

basically,
my mind was marred by sentimental thoughts
i tried my hardest!
faux-obsessed and for a sec i guessed
you might be flawless!
treat me like polly, keep me in ur pocket
when u get bored of those other fuckin options
makin all these trips i can't afford
11 hour train just to end at ur door

ha, ha, ha
i'm sleepin GOOD tonite!!!!!

i'm better now

my mind was marred by sentimental thoughts
i tried my hardest!
faux-obsessed and for a sec i guessed (epic harmony here)
you might be flawless!
treat me like polly, keep me in ur pocket
when u get bored of those other fuckin options
makin all these trips i can't afford
11 hour train just to end at ur door

polly pocket

I was abandoned by the virtues that embodied love and grace.
I thought that I was bound by hopelessness until I saw her face.
Angel of spite, she will perfect you, 
With her moonlit knife, She will protect you.

Her dark and ragged wings grew large until they covered up the sun.
And in this field of night she made I could connect to everyone.
Angel of spite, she's unforgiving. 
She'll make you fight to continue living.

All my trust, my tenderness, unguarded lust and emptiness
And sentience, complete disgust, she knows I must confess
Angels index finger, it extended, touched my forehead,
Thousand singers in chorus will infuse my hand with death.
I can fly as easily as in the sky or in the, the energy 
That exothermically flows through my breath.
Spiteful angel coming down to gather up and then to drown those who wear pathetic crowns within the ocean's depths.

She will deliver me through violence to a great integrity
And my own wings of hatred mutate from my shoulders painfully
Angel of spite, she's got your number
To your delight, you will become her.

Angel Of Spite

THE SPORES HAVE MADE IT TO MARS
THE SPORES HAVE MADE IT TO MARS

previous versions:
V51: https://on.soundcloud.com/HkuHAZEpsRtPvoQ47
V36: https://on.soundcloud.com/g1ee7JdcMdGYYiv98
V27: https://on.soundcloud.com/VTWWzcsCTMydAz6QA
V15: https://on.soundcloud.com/ivXo6oR11crzraiVA
V12: https://on.soundcloud.com/UY2PyDycc8cmTgRi7
V8: https://on.soundcloud.com/LxvieDXtbdWMkWE76
V4: https://on.soundcloud.com/CGitzuUXd8fnWncP9
V2: https://on.soundcloud.com/8QG8L9xoV5kGgsom8

somnigraph

Had a jacket hadn't put on in a long time.
Seam stuck out and headed down the wrong line
To a pocket where I knew that I had got mine
Once the sun's eye blotted out the thoughtcrime.

I found a lighter in the depts of the jacket pocket.
A soul delivered in the mask of a plastic object.
Had to bask in the terror of the drastic project
Of forgetting all the brass I saw within your logic.

But I remember this lighter and the cigarette
When you tried to quit.
You're always trying to quit. 
But this final dart, would be the end of it.

Next day I saw you hack a few on Queen Street.
Walked up with my stupid little mean streak.
You looked sheepish and you asked "Do you hate me?"
I laughed a trace and I said "not lately."

I asked you if you want your lighter for your pleasure burden.
You said "it's a gift. you need it bitch. I know you're hurtin"
We stood in silence in the frigid cold death weather.
Then I bummed another dart and we smoked together.

I think that must have been three four years ago,
The time I knew you for a microcosmic miracle.
Echoic seering my mind of the serial
Tapestry scraps scrolling past as your burial.

Saw your body embalmed in a small space.
Saw your mug made up like a doll's face.
It made me nauseous and nostalgic in the wrong ways.
I had to con myself calm into a false grace.

Your parents asked if I thought that you had really suffered.
I said "I didn't know enough about your lovely daughter."
And I don't know if there's an afterlife or kindly God or
Sign that e can point to that - and then I stuttered.

I saw the answer I was giving them was devastating.
So I said 'No," but this answer wasn't placating.
Three seconds felt eons as I kept them waiting.
For reassurance they succeeded in their child-raising.

And in a panic, blurted out that she would always get
A bit erratic but emphatically get over it.
This just made your crying mother more upset.
She said "guess she didn't love us more than she loved death."

Three millisecond trek into something cosmic.
Had a beautiful life, but then I went and lost it.
Memory bank starved for fresh deposits.
Put the old jacket back in the death closet.

Samples:
1. Angels and Demons at Play, Sun Ra, Angels and Demons at Play (1965)
2. The Big Sleep, (1946)
3. That's How I Feel, Sun Ra, Lanquidity (1978)
4. Klankbeeld, Medium local traffic 02 161003_1004.wav, Freesound (2016)
5. Frank Sinatra, It Was a Very Good Year, September of my Years (1965)
6. Hedonfire, River, birds, distant loon, Freesound (2022)

I Don't Hate You

They're hunting me every day.
Looming threat on the horizon.
Predator try and make me pray.
Looming threat on the horizon.
May I gain the horror's grace?
Looming threat on the horizon.
Now I see the devil's face.
Looming threat on the horizon.

Sharp teeth. Eyes red.
Will you join the glorious dead?
Will you see fit to help deplete this land
For elites' demand for completeness?
Weak stomach. Coward's strategy
On the back of the power's chastity.
Last longer in your fast lane fantasy
But they won't let you go on longer than you have to be

Useful. I saw the superficial and I wanted to embrace it.
Useful. Temporary safety disguised as the faceless.

Gun to your head now it's time for your discrete example.
Congregation cheers for a bullet in defeated temples.
Ernst Röhm, Maricón, Roy Cohn, knives out.
Long blades shave, turn your insides wide out.

Mortgage you future for five years of opulence
Knowing you're betrayed by the prophecy's confidence.
Is the extra year of life before the laying of the knife worth indignity?
The time bomb of providence?

Useful. A little more time getting coddled by the predator.
Useful. You aren't like me. You're only a competitor.

All the sights. All the smells. 
All the people meaning well.
Say you act like you should once
You're one of the good ones.
You make an enormous
Pathetic performance.
The normative chorus
Endorsing the torments.

Take a finger off. Crowd shouts "more."
Take your arm off. Crowd shouts "more."
They see your blood and they call you "whore."
This is the life you bargained for.

Take your legs and your eyes and your mouth and your 
Senses out from the real of doubt.
It's the final route. It's the fate of the unethical.
Your soul is more than merely hypothetical.

Might be too weak to hear it
But that's the sound of your putrid spirit.
Its whimpering, hoarse and desiccated.
Its source cut off when your force is domesticated.

Samples:
1. Law and Order: SVU, "Fallacy" (2003)
2. Strut Hear, Kid Koala, Carpal Tunnel Syndrome (2000)
3. Das Rheingold, Wagner
4. Ghosts: First Variation, Albert Ayler, Spiritual Unity (1965)
5. Sound Landscapes, Laughter in the Beaubourg, Freesound (2011)
6. Kid Charlemagne, Steely Dan, The Royal Scam (1976)
7. Le Tombeau de Couperin, Ravel
8. William F. Buckley and Gore Vidal debating

Looming Threat On The Horizon

I was created. Heart fated to manipulated.
Arc sated with marked hatred and
Stark relations to the dark days of our haven.
A star murdered by the arts statement.

Can't be saved, but you start saving.
What's the name that you aren't naming?
It's a fame where your famous.
Eternal peace that is not painless.
Steel soul but it's not stainless.
What's insane is that

The time I spent in this residence was brief.
Most hours suffered covering for other's relief.
Inside was an exercise made for grief.
Everyday the wolf. Everyday the teeth.
And I could see see beneath
His great unwillingness to injure me.
With all the violence of twenty-first century.
It's sensory but with an eccentricty.
All the pain is just Electricity.

And the angels wouldn't would help you...
I was torn to shreds over a sullen sky
An underneath the eye was the author's dread.
Where he lay his head. Where he dreamt of me
In an empty dream where he saw me dead.
And he wept for me 'cause he knew vice.
His dream necessitated my sacrifice.
Can't be resuscitated or you pay the price
With something drastic. She's dead. Wrapped in plastic.

From my body came a river of blood
Which unburdened the land and formed the basis love.
A small village evolved from the nourishing red.
As my eyes dissolved and melted out of my head.
Upon the flesh that is the altar
I formed the people's agriculture
And criminality in serial adulterers.
Take the salt and sow the land I made with seedy cults or
Solve the problem better yet with calls to fear me as the mother.

My muscle stretched to a horrendous length.
Tried to end its strength like a waifish saint.
What you are, you aint. It's the karmic paint.
Armageddon's date. It's almost at the gate.

And while it snuffs me out, you will watch again.
It's enough to doubt the resolve of man.
Do the best you can but you'll fall in love.
and you'll make me live so you can dress me up.

1. Seas of Cheese, Primus, Sailing the Seas of Cheese (1991)
2. Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me (1992)
3. Vocalise-Étude, Olivier Messiaen, Carolina Eyck, theremin
Ievgeniia Iermachkova, piano (2017)
4. Concerto for Double Bass in F-Sharp Minor, Serge Koussevitsky (1904)
5. Casta Diva, Vincenzo Bellini, Norma (1831) Maria Callas (1958)
6. Twin Peaks: The Return (2017)

Meanwhile...

I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU
I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU

I HIRED THIS CAT TO STARE AT YOU

Lyrics

Thought the rage would subside as my soul grew older.
Thought my age would surprise me with a little closure.
Like a sage, I was paid in fire, solar exposure.
At this stage, they're conspiring to make me a soldier.

Thought the fighting had all but ceased. The calm disease,
Ill-gotten peace. You're on your knees. The domineering colonies
Have not decreased. Your enemies are commandeering
All the beasts. You're deceased.

You can sense it now. Your defence is down.
It's offensive how how what the rest allows
Is the festering present in midwestern towns.
Is the severing endeavour of resentful crowns.

Private equity wanna mess with me
So incessantly cause I'm peasantry.
Tired of pardoning the liars so pleasantly.
Agony in the Garden of Gethsemane.

Mother, if you can let this cup pass me by.
Nevertheless let it be as you would have it, not I.
If the cup cannot pass and the water were to think it,
Thy will be done, now the daughter has to drink it.

I beg you Holy Spirit, won't you give me reassurance?
My nervousness must hear it, the eternal reoccurrence. 
Please cure me of the fear. It won't inure me to the world's burdens.
Let the girl be clear of her role as an infernal servant. Earn it!

Who's the governing authority? Is the policy official?
Is the mother of the allegory truly sacrificial?
Her othering sorority discovers interstitials.
Like All Witches, L.A.W. are my initials. Missiles!

Will you earn respect if you resurrect? 
Are you concerned your death cannot secure the debt?
Are the benefits of murdering you indirect?
Enough time spent in penitence to second guess.

And you complacency replaced with agency.
No more of Wait-and-See, of warming Satan's seat.
You accelerate the pace. No more latency.
Thank fuckin' God you have forsaken me.

Mother, if you can let this cup pass me by.
Nevertheless let it be as you would have it, not I.
If the cup cannot pass and the water were to think it,
Thy will be done, now the daughter has to drink it.

Samples:
1. "Be Water, My Friend," Bruce Lee, Pierre Berton Interview (1971)
2. (In My) Solitude, Billie Holiday, Billie Holiday Sings (1952)
3. 1,000 Deaths, D'Angelo and the Vanguard, Black Messiah (2014)
4. Freddie's Dead, Curtis Mayfield, Superfly (1972)
5. Ethel Beatty, I Know You Care, 7" Single (1981)
6. Alto Glide, Hawkshaw, Brian Bennett, Woolley & Feltham, kpm Music Recorded Library (1974)

Let This Cup Pass Me By

Special artwork created for my "Cyber ​​Rush 95" track, 
which I composed for the multi-artist compilation album "Ravology" by JakeStarGames
https://jakestar.bandcamp.com/album/ravology

Thank you so much for this opportunity. It was pure fun!!!😊✨
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M08QsofXKVk

Cyber Rush 95

😇 IM AN ALGORITHM ANGEL

fun lil track with @themetaroom and @mafti_jpeg
(sorry for waiting so long to upload this oops)

😇🪽

ALGORITHM_ANGEL

Lyrics

They wanna be an old stone building in the middle of a city that's failing.
They wanna have a lasting feeling, eternity, all-maintaining.
Abstaining from my sustenance, us and them discussing what's the otherness.
Explaining what's enough of this blood you stoke into the stone of nothingness.

The comedy's hand receives you, takes the land you need beneath you.
See the man? He will deceive you. Get into his limousine's evil preview.
It's a vision of death where you're him or you're out. 
Bloody stone building with a leech's mouth.
To each his doubt, but you'll see the devil's evidence
In the catacomb home of his edifice.

Gotta hit 'em with the E.D.E. Said Everybody Dies Eventually
Gotta hit 'em with the E.D.E. Said Everybody Dies Eventually

Abomination's common empathy takes the prominent, marks their entropy.
Make another combination for your enemy, helping their cause for wealth and sovereignty.
Cancerous bone growing into girders. Cadillac cracked catalytic converters.
Glass upon glass, carcinogen intimate. Condominium class gets acquitted of murder.

Hey man, look at how I'm changing. Your little investment aging.
Flesh spectacle rearranging. Doubt I'm the only house you're staging.
I got time in the wall and I'm swimming the gap
In the cavernous call of the chemical cap.
It's a criminal act when you think you're the back of the guy.
Twin peak when you seek another Gemini.

Gotta hit 'em with the E.D.E. Said Everybody Dies Eventually
Gotta hit 'em with the E.D.E. Said Everybody Dies Eventually

Mutational sprouting mechanical veins. Animal brain pays multinational
Syndicate statutes to vindicate ashes, to barter the actual, ration the rational.
Where is the passion? That which is fashionable
Gets you some swag that is actionable. 
Stashing the whole bag that you grabbed now you're holding the cash that they stole.

Bashing the ball with a bat and a chain standing out in the rain an your hear causes steam
To erupt from your body with red incandescence. You're closing your eyelids,
The violent machine.

Blood that's a mixture of carbon and silicon. Harbinger's dilettante Dillinger debutante,
She's coming out with her skeletal vagabond. Can't you tell that the man is just Abaddon?

He appears as a swarm of locusts. Takes your form and takes your focus.
He's a joker that's kinda jokeless, Fakes some smoke and leaves you hopeless.
All the little vermin feed. They're dividing the host and they're guiding her ghost
To a terminal post up inside of a corpse with the carrion flies.
Take an inch in the side of the Prince of Lies.

With the modular insects customize. All the chemicals converting into silica.
You pain will come to pass as stained glass in St. Peter's Basilica.
You stop your shrieking. Your organs lurch.
They make the church. You're Notre Dame.
Make a life as a bourgeois housewife.
Tu deviens la femme maison.

Samples:
1. Taipei Construction Hammer, ilmari_freesound, Freesound (2022)
2. Conform, Siege, Drop Dead (1984)
3. Ole Man Trouble, Otis Redding, Otis Blue (1965)
4. Everyday, Buddy Holly, Single (1957)
5. Leon Theremin Playing his own Instrument (sourced from Youtube)

Let This Cup Pass Me By

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