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sweet Instead

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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

produced by lovelife & buum

i saw both sides, i encompass both
sorry, i become morose
lot of sigma songs turn to crumpled notes
last western wacko at the crossy roads
it's a small world ride - riding with the host
they in deep water, we in bumper boats
i need rainbow raincoats, every color coat
trucker cap on, bumpin fm radio

peter pan donuts, need a dozen those
rainbow dash everything, you know wassup
give em tzzt tzzt tzzt like thunder bolts
give em tzzt tzzt tzzt like thunder bolts

in the order of the clutter and i cluttered it
post-realm, baby - pre-governance
hit the gavel, double negative the utterance
gang otherkin - red lights hovering
i was in the e.r recovering
i know you been sleepy, you been slumbering
i'll do anything to run away from smothering
crazy how it happens when i'm one alone

peter pan donuts, need a dozen those
rainbow dash everything, you know wassup
give em tzzt tzzt tzzt like thunder bolts
give em tzzt tzzt tzzt like thunder bolts

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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

Mephembulou

SILENT EVENT 1st Episode

LIVE DJ recorded set by 7moon (reversed)
cover art by 7moon

SETLIST

1- Enya O come, O come, Emmanuel
2- 7moon - Recovering Memory (breathe)
3- Amnesia Scanner - Swang
4- Kamixlo - Paleta
5- 7moon - Unreleased
6- Lena Natalia - Spinning Tops
7- James Ferraro - Empty City
8- 7moon + Esseau - Unreleased
9- Ecco2k - Fragile
10- Helica - Hollow Pine
11- Organ Tapes - Guess Riddim

SILENT EVENT [1] (mix)

art by bengal tiger (squashed the beef) 
special thanks to Max Haslam, Zach Lawler, Holden Pham, Macy, Natalie, Kyle Acma, Gealeih Barrera, Audrey Xu, Ti and Holly.

visitor

Light locked, brightness and exposure
Canon caught Choronzon in the Trojan
We got photos on our phones so we post ‘em
In the Realm, in the Void, in the Zone (yea)
God is Good, got this Goddess going so nuts
Ever since I left her coven and I ghosted
We turned the divinations into slogans
Turned the product taglines into omens

“Oh fuck” in the motel room with Tommy Wiseau
Had me throwing spoons up
Doing magic tricks, manifesting bentley trucks
Baby fake it till you make it girl, it’s NXIVM 
my boys n’sync in the backstreet
I was sleeping in the backseat, tryin to fall a-sleep
Then i’m in the streets spanging for the rackies
Why’d they try to stock a flock full of black sheep

Vault 7
Send em all up to
Strip mall heaven
(yeah, yeah) And we all reverends
(yeah) One-stop-shop
We teach all lessons
Vault 7
Send em all up to
Strip mall heaven
(yeah, yeah) Raw, no edit
Gang stalk yall’s heads and I don’t pay rent  

I keep it 7 7 7
Inception, I Russian Roulette them
In the belly of the beast, im in the intestine
If it’s God’s plan, why go cheat on the test then?
I’m L 3 3 T , tell my team gg 
I sense tension in my mentions, grant it sweet release
Every time I type a treatise it’s definitive
I define the spines of beasts, I teach them how they breathe

Breathe out, breathe in, my angelic heathens
Terabithia, on the bridge to total freedom
Fight-in rep-til-ians, in a field, unfed and freezing
Popping mensie pills, consuming sacred semen
Enlightened vagabonds, finding shelter ‘mong the sheeple
Military moles, ranks full of traitors and weasals
3D printed Faux-Christ, built Eden with evil
Alchemical salvation, made you some fetal people

Vault 7
Send em all up to
Strip mall heaven
(yeah, yeah) And we all reverends
(yeah) One-stop-shop
We teach all lessons
Vault 7
Send em all up to
Strip mall heaven
(yeah, yeah) Raw, no edit
Gang stalk yall’s heads and I don’t pay rent

Photograph by Buum
Edit by Jace Warr
Special thank you to Milady Sonora