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The Social Experiment (Who Am I?)

Songs born from the shadows… crafted by an artist who walks unseen, unheard, and deliberately unrecognized. A ghost in the static, choosing anonymity not from fear—but from curiosity. This is an experiment in perception: when stripped of image, of name, of face… what remains? When the mirror is covered and only the sound remains, how does the world choose to listen? Or does it at all?

(Lyrics)
S***** call to Satan
Jesus hear me now
Let the devil come up out of me
Manipulate this crowd
Take my flesh as communion
Like sewing seeds to the birds
Rappers sighting my scriptures
Now you're hearing my words
LOOK! (S*****!)
Tag it on the wall with a paint pen
Horns growing out my head like Satan
Try and get stacks up (TIMES 10!)
And you know I'ma ball like I'm Jordan (SWISH!)
Hit them with a jump shot
Got a lot of green and I'm talking bout pot
Swear to God let me get one shot
And I'ma put the verse to your head like a red dot
Gotta go to work! (GOTTA GO TO WORK!)
HUUUUUUH!
This is my sermon
I'm killing this verse
Just sitting here chilling
Embracing my curse
Never gonna stop me
I leave in a hearse
Always be smoking and pouring up first
(TRY AND PUT ME IN THE DIRT!)
Put holes in my chest
Take that shit standing like bulletproof vests (UGH YEAH!)
Man I like this shit
S***** with the pen when I write this hit
Oh and now you like this shit?!
Fuck am I kidding?!
Wanna buy this shit huh?!

Bitch I am the shit
And you're gonna have to deal with it
Watch what the fuck you say
I'll have you in pieces buried way out in the sticks

I look really fucking nice on the outside
But my heart is black from the past and the demons I hide
I've done everything to heal
At least I can say I tried
But it's really hard to breathe with my own hands around my neck
S***** Ugh! Yeah!
Let me set the record straight
I won't fucking hesitate
I'll gas anybody in this chamber
The voices are my only friends
God already said that he will not forgive
And the devil loves me when I live in sin
AHHHHH! Here we go again!

 Bitch I am the shit
And you're gonna have to deal with it
Watch what the fuck you say
I'll have you in pieces buried way out in the sticks

(Watch what the fuck you say!) x2

In The Sticks By Anonymously Unanimous

Songs born from the shadows… crafted by an artist who walks unseen, unheard, and deliberately unrecognized. A ghost in the static, choosing anonymity not from fear—but from curiosity. This is an experiment in perception: when stripped of image, of name, of face… what remains? When the mirror is covered and only the sound remains, how does the world choose to listen? Or does it at all?

(Lyrics)
It's another full moon tonight
Stars gleaming in every inch of sight
I hide in the black shadows of this night
When the sun shines on me like a hot spot light
I block my scars in fright
I'm the cold breeze running down your spine 
I'm the red eyes and the smile fully showing,
In the depths of every damaged mind!

(Do you see me?)
(Can you feel me?)
MY TEETH ARE SLOWLY SINKING IN!

I can make you feel nothing!
(Doubt yourself!)
I'll make you think you need me
(There's no one else!)
I'm the sickness you can never get to say goodbye!
(Embrace me!)
I'm the tears flowing from your eyes as you write your last goodbye!
I'm the reason everybody cries!

I am the fucked up thoughts that force their way inside your mind.
I am the friend that says they love you but can never find the time.
I am the spark of confidence that's there every time you're lying 
I am the hateful voice that screams you're not good enough
And I'm the one that holds your hand when you want it all to end,
Just so I can crack a crooked smile and call you on your bluff again!

(Do you see me?)
(Can you feel me?)
MY TEETH ARE QUICKLY SINKING IN!

I can make you feel nothing!
(Doubt yourself!)
I'll make you think you need me
(There's no one else!)
I'm the sickness you can never get to say goodbye!
(Embrace me!)
I'm the tears flowing from your eyes as you write your last goodbye!
I'm the reason everybody cries!

I'm the cynical, clinical, depression weighing on your heart and mind.
I'm the reason that you hate yourself and fantasize the day you die almost all the time.
I'm the reason that the scars don't ever heal and the blood never dries.
I'm the pits of sadness held behind your precious eyes!
Everybody wonders why when they wanna die!
(WHY!)

(Do you see me?!)
(Can you feel me?!)
MY TEETH ARE SLOWLY SUNKEN IN!
(here we go again)

I can make you feel nothing!
(Doubt yourself!)
I'll make you think you need me!
(There's no one else!)
I'm the sickness you can never get to say goodbye!
(Embrace me!)
I'm the tears flowing from your eyes as you write your last goodbye!
I'm the reason everybody cries!

The Monster by Anonymously Unanimous

Songs born from the shadows… crafted by an artist who walks unseen, unheard, and deliberately unrecognized. A ghost in the static, choosing anonymity not from fear—but from curiosity. This is an experiment in perception: when stripped of image, of name, of face… what remains? When the mirror is covered and only the sound remains, how does the world choose to listen? Or does it at all?

(Lyrics)
Tears could flow like waterfalls
But they never do
I don't feel anything at all
But I still feel black and blue
The world is dark and the light is on
But its just not cutting through
Feels like a never ending dream
And there's nothing I can do
I just keep thinking that I'll wake up
And everything will be just fine
Like all this pain I feel each day 
Won't have been a waste of time
Like the days I spent in anguish
Confined inside my mind
Won't add up to a squandered life
Or a soul that slowly died

Someone please save me!
Someone please save me!

I don't know if I can take another day
I just want this to go away
I don't really know what else to say
But not a single one of us is here to stay

Just let the waterfall take me
And pummel me deep below
In the mirror I hate me
Bludgeon me with the stones I throw

I don't wanna die here
But I don't wanna be here
And I can't even think straight
But I don't wanna see clear
I could say a lot though 
But I don't see a soul here
And I could probably blow a blunt,
and I can drink too many beers
But that would be a front though
And I'll turn to a shit show
I'll try to numb the feelings out 
And then I'll finally let it go
Now I don't wanna kill myself
But Ill still get it off the shelf
And I could really use some help
Cause I feel like I'm someone else
Pills missing, I’m tripping (fuck)
You’re screaming 
and im defensive (ahhhh!)
Broken counters in the kitchen 
bloods dripping
You’re on repeat and
I hear you screaming (hey!)

“This is the last time! 
Won’t be a next time. 
There ain't another chance
And maybe next time
Is when you fucking die!”

and i just plead the 5th 
for the hundredth time!
Like I can handle this 
And I aint fucking lying 
we can’t even talk 
I keep it buried down
and we both know that I get nervous when the truth is out 
(like show me proof!)

If I keep lying to myself
Then I can blur up all the lines
And I won’t have to face myself 
And it’ll end just like the last time

Someone please save me!
Someone please save me!

Just let the waterfall take me
And pummel me deep below
In the mirror I hate me
Bludgeon me with the stones I throw

Ohhh!

Just let the waterfall take me
And pummel me deep below
In the mirror I hate me
Bludgeon me with the stones I throw

Waterfalls (Save Me) by Anonymously Unanimous

Songs born from the shadows… crafted by an artist who walks unseen, unheard, and deliberately unrecognized. A ghost in the static, choosing anonymity not from fear—but from curiosity. This is an experiment in perception: when stripped of image, of name, of face… what remains? When the mirror is covered and only the sound remains, how does the world choose to listen? Or does it at all?

Waterfalls (Save Me) Alternative Rap version by Anonymously Unanimous

I am a shadow in sound—an unseen creator emerging from the quiet stretches of the American Midwest. Some may feel a flicker of recognition from echoes of my past work... but for most, I am a stranger.

For over a decade, I have released music—faithfully, relentlessly—only to watch it drift into the void, unheard. So I vanished... and returned under a new name: Anonymously Unanimous.

An experiment? Perhaps. A reckoning? Most definitely.
A faceless entity—no ego, no identity—just a vessel for the art. Will you perceive me differently when you don’t know who I am?

"I will not accept a life I do not deserve."

I am you.
I am me.
I am all of us.

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