"It's kind of funny now to think
I know the name of your perfume"

Strawberry Afternoons

she said to me she’d rather be tied down
than let uncertainty get the best
but he wants to play outside
darling won’t you come and rest with me?
but he wants to have some fun tonight
so hold my hand and don’t think a word
maybe we have a future or maybe we won’t last another world?
darling won’t you come and rest with me?

another

Written: Dori Valentine, Imani Christopher
Produced: Dori Valentine, Robyn Dell'Unto

You remember we were kids in high school 
Tongues stained blue and red and 
Sneaking to the bedroom 
Your left shoulder was the perfect headrest
Back before we outgrew our
SpongeBob sheets and bunk beds

And if I didn’t say it
Baby it was always you
Funny how the time just moves
And it moves

Took a trip to the city on your birthday 
Watching Dallas out the window to the
Soundtrack of Coltrane 
May be older but I still remember 
Strawberry lemonade and a 
Street Fighter t-shirt

And if I didn’t tell ya
Baby it was always you 
Funny how the time just moves 
And it moves 
(Look at you)

Look at you, got your new friends
Look at me, got a house in the hills
Try your luck and you never know
If you write something back, say something back
Ooh
Look at you, got your new friends
Look at me, got a house in the hills
Try your luck and you never know
If you write something back, say something back
Ooh

Baby it was always you
Funny how the time just moves

Bunk Beds

Recorded in Brooklyn, NY
by Hunter Jayne

Mixed & Mastered 
by Alex Previty

Photo by Peter B Samuels

Courtside

Avalanche Ft. Austenyo

If I set the house on fire I wouldn't leave, 
I'd sit and let my bones bubble with me, 
Black creeping lug lung,
Too deep, 
Too cold on my teeth, 
Nape of my neck 
Fold my skin into my flesh, 
Hold my hands up to my head 

If I lost my leg would you still love me, 
Just a mass underneath, 
What if we were, 
All painted blue ,
Could you see the,
Difference between me, me and you, 
Twist my head on like a bottle cap 
You're a tropicana juice tap 

I feel like time is custard 
Outwards imploding brush us, 
I feel like time is custard, 

YOU'LL HAVE THE MANGO AND YOUR BRAIN WILL FALL OUT

Chorus: 
There's too much pressure behind my eyes, 
Is it worth it's completely fine,
Peeling us separate pulls my insides,
Your heads on backwards, 
Your heads on backwards,

If you were a fish what would you be, 
I'd flush you down the toilet seats
Dripping down my chin,
Leaked a touch, 
This bed will fold up, 
Swallow me I'll sink into a pit, 
Doughy residue sticks to every lip 

You'll lick my soul out from my ears, 
Climb inside goo-less orifice, 
Duct taped together (MANGO MANGO MANGO) 
Crustacean weather (MANGO MANGO MANGO) 
Picture me inside a wooden bowl, 
Peak at me wind skinned flashed mould 

(I will burp in your face) 

Chorus 

Bridge which says 'face' and 'Mango' lots of times hehehehe

Chorus

Mango

Hotel In California

Elegant Girl Inc.

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Bailar Conmigo

So Far out now!!!!! Did this with the amazing Huck. Some awesome visuals coming with this too!!!

Avalanche Ft. Austenyo

Charlie Burg