Name: APX01 SMB2 Trapt 1UP by APX01
Duration: 1 min 46 s
Description: Something I made for an EP. I decided to just release it. 3rd album in December.

Something I made for an EP. I decided to just release it. 3rd album in December.

APX01 SMB2 Trapt 1UP

STAY SLUDGED.

I wanna go home//

Home//

I wanna go home//

I wanna go//

Where lighting’s the blade of god and far outside our reach//

Fiber optic cables and bodies, eroded by the sea//

Eyes are glazed and bloodied, need golden light to sleep//

I wanna go home and die in peace//

Where lighting’s the blade of god and far outside our reach//

Fiber optic cables and bodies, eroded by the sea//

Eyes are glazed and bloodied, need golden light to sleep//

I wanna go home and die in peace//

I wanna go home//

Home//

I wanna go home//

I wanna go//

Home//

Home//

HOME

STAY SLUDGED.

Verse 1
 
Bloodlust//
 
Killing spree or crusade for the unjust?//
 
How many people drew blades in abundance?//
 
Count the steel that was raised and then judge us//
 
Ain't nobody gonna flinch in a lynch mob//
 
Since all the numbers gave way to the numbness//
 
More men than coke grains at a - //
 
More men than coke grains at a drug bust//
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
Verse 2
 
Had the guilt diluted so the bitterness is faint//
 
Dagger hilts protruding from the victim, linen stained//
 
Internet militias so malicious
 
Pin the blame on a b*tch//
 
Before they swallowed up by the pit and slip away//
 
Kill dismissed as a misdemeanor//
 
Mist: ammonia mixed with bleach//
 
For minutes missed the odor//
 
Too many n*ggas here to sniff out all the gas//
 
Snuff out life like thieves snuff out candles//
 
Up the rifle, f*cking clutch the handle//
 
Ready online to amass//
 
Anything’s right with the pack//
 
23 knives in the back//


Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*
 
 
 
Prechorus 
 
5 men on the firing squad//
 
Blank in the head, not a glance for the dead/
 
Hide when all the choir sings off//
 
Find friends and the violence starts//
 
Alignment a buffer between me and the eyes of the suffered//
 
My deaths are environment caused//
 
Empathy divided and lost//
 
23 knives in the - //
 
 
Hook
 
*23 knives in the back*

CAESAR

STAY SLUDGED.

Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Verse 1
Drinking in Pixel light//
You don't want the sun to touch me//
Oxidize and iron turns to rust in my bloodstream//
Overheated CPU mirages//
Nigga I'm seeping through the pauses in your laughter//
Fill up the gaps//
No choice but love me//
Figurine molded into figurehead//
They replaced the nicotine with*** in their cigarettes//
Independents spill acrylic on the internet//
Watching where the sinners step//
*This is the Arsonist*

Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Verse 2
Got my neck caught in a wire trap//
Algorithms out your rhythms better than the a wiretap//
Audience puppeteering, tear up when the wires snap//
I'm circuit boards and wires//
Spreading fire when I break//
My skin is reflecting niggas desires back in they face//
I been infecting wounds and infesting lifetimes prior to prepping your grave//
Data collection no I'm collecting souls//
I compile them to better lure prey//
I'm acquiring your tastes//
Online liars are lying in wait//


Hook 
You dance like a marionette//
The uncanny valley needs depth//
Crown is still on your head only because the crowd ain't collected your bounty as yet//
Crack in the porcelain//
Tore up your will just like you ain't plan for your death//
You laugh with hand on your neck//
Canvas blank and I'm mannequin-esque//

Idle eyes//
Broken grasp//
Obey your God and idolize the golden calf
It's beautiful//
Drained of blood and stylists hired at open casket funerals//
Betray your trust//
In private I'm just molten glass//

Outro (Overpade and Gao)

It’s all a front//
The jig is up yeah//
Not talking much yeah//
Not acting up yeah//
The face that I stole is to be someone to love yeah//
Not one to judge yeah//
I still get judged yeah//
It’s all a front//
The jig is up yeah//
Not talking much yeah//
Not acting up yeah//
The face that I stole is to be someone to love yeah//
The jig is BEAUTIFUL//
The jig is BEAUTIFUL//

BEAUTIFUL (ft. Overpade)

Another remix for the Castlevania fans. I did the final mix down weeks ago. I just want to get the few kinks out. Leave a comment and share!!!

CastleVania: Trapted Symphony

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Drum & Bass Arena: Anthology

Logistics - Together

Alix Perez - Forsaken

*TEENAGE DISASTER*

sittin down right on my bedside
sleepless nights when i dont feel right
locked inside a dungeon cant you help me
isolated from my friends
swear this shit just never ends
feels like my body's growing colder
woke up in my own vomit last night
wish i was taken in my sleep, god help me
i never found myself and maybe thats for the best
just tell me to look up but youre never understanding the view
a world of liars they conspire on my every move
I got the flu
and im givin up
my stomach hurts and im a mess
lie to my face, then call it quits
my love for you wasn't adequate
existential, i'll never make it
trapped in infinity
we're so small in the face of god, so shut the fuck up and do your job
it dont matter anyway

*AFOURTEEN*

sometimes I wake up feeling impatient 
Loosing my head
Aye lemme think a minute 
You don’t motherfuckin motherfuckin see the vision uh
Yah yah lemme breathe a minute 
You ain’t gotta do the shit that you been doin to me fuck you
Yea I need to get my ass back home everytime I leave the house man I feel led  on 
Wassupp wit that cut from front to back
You don’t love me back no don’t act like that 
Come home drunk as shit jumping off the bridge fuck that break my wrist 
And I don’t wanna go back home tonight 
Cuz I don’t wanna right my wrongs tonight 
So I just like conversations mean what they mean I hold back all this hatred 
Inside my dreams 
And I’m so sick with you and your so sick of me 
I can’t even breathe 
Nananananana nanananana 

*TEENAGE DISASTER*

fall asleep inside your arms
kill anybody that means you harm
alcohol for breakfast lunch and dinner
downers just to numb the pain
drown all the voices inside my brain
toxic at our core, but we blame the world of course
im so sick of you
youre so sick of me

*TEENAGE DISASTER & AFOURTEEN*

i can’t even breathe 
I can’t even breathe 
Soooooo ohhhhh
I’m so sick of you
ive been singin sad songs since i was youngin
paint my nails black, then those bitches called me a faggot
now its cool to be sad, dope to be depressed
now im pissed off, straight up, blow my damn top off
lil spiders in the dark tellin me its alright
i got bullets for you motherfuckers tryna act tight
doin shows for a minute i can really say i did it

*TEENAGE DISASTER*

its a sick world we live in
and im not sure i want to stay at all
im done
i give up
and my mind comes toppling down when I think of
getting out of bed
and im so broken down, cannot be repaired
im so sick
im so tired
im so beaten down
i dont wanna go, but i think i have to.

*AFOURTEEN*

Why do we live like this 
And Why do we live like this 
I fell in love with your lips 
Their my worst enemy 
Their my worst enemy 
I fell in love at 17
I fell in love at 17
And now your opposite with me
Sit with me 
Take my arms watch me bleed
Take my eyes make me see
I am so incomplete 
I am so incomplete 
I am so

SOMNIPHOBIA (FT. TEENAGE DISASTER) (PROD. IMOTAPE)

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