User 2222 - Drops Of Medicine

friendss get old - weall grow up - week-long trying to figure out what happened

Great Value Limerance

we’re not kicking shit but the balls rolling
yeah, she got her chips (eh), but i’m all in
in her solar system, i’m in orbit (yeah)
in her solar system, i’m in orbit (yeah)
keep scrolling
lmfao
yeah, lit trolling

had my first date in a suicide bunker
i hit second base at heaven’s gate
yeah, fuck a phone number
on the third day the lightning
thunder had struck her
she fell back to earth’s surface to run home
love torn asunder
i had extensive debates about unspoken discussions
typing taxonomies of all of the types of the touches
now our corneas playing no type of symphony
no french horn timpani
dissonance rendered vividly
paving up paradise, i’m a parking lot attendee
in this room, domesticating these elephants

we’re not kicking shit but the balls rolling
yeah, she got her chips (eh), but i’m all in
in her solar system, i’m in orbit (yeah)
in her solar system, i’m in orbit (yeah)
keep scrolling
lmfao
yeah, lit trolling (trollface)

musical theater
guys and dolls
jumping through hoops over ten foot poles
starry eyed starlets
i’m searching for a star that glows
resumé full of satisfied skulls (’m a hired gun)
found her typing letters on phones
in an alphabet of her own
vanna white vogue
wheels of fortune running on chrome
leaving alex tribeks for the viewers at home
she asked “why’s everything chrome?”
that’s the only thing i know

she selling these dreams, they still buy ‘em in bulk
raising her prices weekly, they still go and indulge
critics give her advices but she got her results
making her simulation, manicuring her pulse
the lights never come on at this club
bottles getting popped in the crib
we share social security pins
but when a chord hits atonal notes
someone’s getting X’d off lists
exposition to a tragic end
church top 40 singing thee hymns

all about my bitch (yeah), keep scrolling
yeah she got her chips (eh) but i’m all in
we’re not kicking shit, but the balls rolling
in her solar system, i’m in orbit (yeah)
all about my bitch (yeah), keep scrolling
lmfao
yeah, lit trolling
we’re not kicking shit, but the balls rolling
in her solar system, i’m in orbit (yeah)

Orbiters

COMING SOON... TeK - "Ah Thousand Miles" the TRIPLE SINGLE!!!!!!!!! (The Exclusive Preview)

produced by jade statues - @jadestatues
artwork by coalvein - https://www.instagram.com/coalvein/

lyrics

sixteen on lysergic acid
i had fucked my brain off of that shit
deadset on hollow sort of passions (yeah)
couldn't harness nothing in my bracket
had me chasing carrots on sticks
dreaming i would glo up, grasp it
stuck on a template, they happily hacked me
feeling fantastic off of cat piss (cat piss)
these days it's hard to get on my knees
hard to pray, i was groomed with the themes
in the details, distorted my dream
tryna put blood on my hands for a meme
drawn to extremes, drawn to a tee
now i get by off a crapshot
and my generation faceless if you take the mask off
it's a blank space, no face, not at all (not at - not at all)

Dude told me that i'd have to fuck him 3 times for a apple watch
Fuck that shit, bitch my dicks all I got 
Try to escape without giving any top
By this time I slept in too many parking lots
Now I build by the block like I'm Notch (like I'm Notch)
By God's grace, all I writes bops 
Wake up and I go in, not an option to stop

Fetish object human flow 
Life's an RPG, it's not a movie, bro 
Thank you Nicki yes I'm on my stupid hoe
i swim - i’m swim - i'm on trips 
they on bluelight - erowid - reading my experience
pull up once & they study my appeary-ence

they like whom, they like whoa, they like word
and we at the site where the vision first occured (first occured)
undisturbed - you on adjective, i'm on verb 
whoa - i'm not off of fucking words
off the energy - i get infusions, and i surge 
going joker climax, fury road, bitch im going purge
i initiate, you inert
i got fish and birds
ten toes in the fucking dirt
black profile picture - white t-shirt 
leave you washed - laundromat on the curb
watch these doors open
riding deadpan, straightfaced on a rollercoaster
put away the spellbooks and the magic potions
i forgot that buum is 'bout my own explosions
o reilly, fuck it, yeah, im doin it live
im the square root of the time
found my truth in my roots, but i dont give my pearl to a swine
and we got soldiers going like "ten hut"
glamor'ous gardens grow hibiscus
go and get your grift up

somberGO

Music by Hayden Kolb. @hkolb 
Mastering by Victor Gybels. @drgibby
Artwork by Jacob Schoolmeesters. ig: @nein.kopf

somberGO

Buum