Bandcamp subscriber exclusive #3 - LOUD

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LSE003: LOUD (clip)

Song For Struggle (ft. Sam Henjum Anderson)

our first album ! :-)

s/o @cropcircleclub & @midiboyz

Molars

Mashup of 3 Songs:
Louis The Child - It's Strange (ft. K. Flay)
Post Malone - Money Made Me Do It
Louis The Child - It's Strange (ft. K. Flay) [RAMZOID REMIX]

Please support the original artists:
https://louisthechild.com/
https://soundcloud.com/louisthechild
www.postmalone.com
https://soundcloud.com/postmalone
https://soundcloud.com/ramzoid
https://soundcloud.com/kflay

If any of the copyright holders would like this removed, please contact coastrmusic@gmail.com

Thanks for listening

Louis The Child X Post Malone X Ramzoid - Money Made Me Strange (COASTR. MASHUP)

So pleased to share this with y'all!! Big big thank you to Splice for the opportunity to share my sounds with their community.

Lavier - Sample City -- https://on.splice.com/lavier

How To Fall Asleep: Part 2

good health

“Breath of Life” featuring Future Islands' Hemlock Ernst... the first episode of a new series titled #OtisMensahExists. There will be a new song released every 3 weeks accompanied by original animations. This series came from a shift in perception. I began to emphasise art as a means of documenting existence. This is about mortality and ephemerality. 

Credits:
Lyrics & performance by Otis Mensah and @hemlock-ernst
Instrumental music by @brelstaffmusic
Recorded by Oliver Harrap
Mixed & Mastered by @theintern

Lyrics:
(Otis Mensah) Verse 1:
Scared of the walls
merciless is Murphy’s law
mercy me and gaping sore 
from the core my fears pour
feel torn in every dream I fall
from the sky a lord was born 
to a pile of poultry on the floor 
falsely accused, my love contorts like 
Baldwin If Beale Street Could Talk 
I don’t feel secure, I feel Shakur
every childhood portrait winks at me like 
they knew before what I never saw
wet myself, the toss & turn
home is you or someone there
that’s why I don’t ever leave the north 
The stairwell plays minor scale
my pride impaled and dreams for sale
leave me stale or see me sail
watch me sink or see me hailed 

My shadow’s disingenuous 
he dances without me and finishes sentences
has dinner without me and picks at blemishes 
I try defend him
he kicks at my emptiness
now I'm a degenerate 
face sallow with sorrow and sombreness
time borrowed, a novice that sold himself short
bleeding out in the corridor, ominous
drag crayons on mirrors now
dare I dirty his name
brave is the novelist
I sleep with the bayonet because 
sly is the orifice
Time is the coroner
live at the concert hall
every head is just turning and churning my stomach
a worm in the bucket, I’m nothingness
gobble the bullet
spit word out the gullet 
of godliness 

(Hemlock Ernst) Verse 2
Permanence perishes
When urgency’s arrogance becomes avarice
Life in the carapace
Lurking gloom cavernous
Phantom limb’s habits aren’t mine
but inhabit my spine intercepting my calls to the ghost

Who goes there most motionless at dusk
Who knows their most intimate approach
Impassioned

Oceans upon oceans upon oceans of passion, I’m pondering
Does the needle feel the skins prick, I’m wandering
I’m posturing
I’m floundering

Fostering fetishists whose love of language still leaves them shaking 
Whose lips mend bricks to build foundations
For lost outpatients
In sound proof basements

What troubles know me engross me
Uproot and Untooth me, leave me a two bit loosie in a blue sea— that few see
But it’s truth see

A woman’s body is not a carriage
A mans body is not a forge
Am I the coroner or the morgue
A quarrel of birds, or a diver for pearls 
Lost in a world with a cancer of morals
Un-abiding of yours
They’re not abiding with yours

But the answer is pure
There’s a pestilence that aggregates in our tired forms
Taking the shapes of engravings, encasings in iron doors
Our Shadows drag through iron ore
Our Forefathers, the architects of our dying shores
Fearing their collapsing gains but not mine or yours
But the lion sang a sallow song
Through the narrow noose of the lariat
In the dawn of eyes rose a chariot
For our rotten souls
How Iscariot

(Otis Mensah) Verse 3:
Trying to hide my sins in church hall
live your life and just join the circle 
anointed by toil and turmoil 
hands shake in the soil and surplus
I shake in the turf war
wear the weight of the world more
still riding the harrow
stress mixed with the marrow
feeling absurd in this circus
just thought I deserved more
If Marvin was murdered by blood
and Curtis danced with light and then got crushed
if Otis fell out the sky up from up above
then what does that make for the making of us 
still sunk by the death of the young
left with the crumbs
after all that is done
I’m still the old klutz
labelled as dust
never cradled as such 
but the fable’s a must
who knows what will become of us 
once the dreidel is spun 
and I lay awake 
360 days plus. 

I lay awake
holding my heavy eyes.
oh my heavy eyes

Breath of Life

Breath of Life (feat. Hemlock Ernst)

https://soundcloud.com/laviermusic - Dead Weight EP Mixtape

out now

stream: https://bit.ly/3050tqn

1. The Ballad of Bo - 9/28
2. Mineral - 10/05
3. Assurance - 10/12
4. Be Good, Take Care - 10/19

full ep release date: 10/19/20

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Lavier - Dead Weight EP Mixtape

Hi, we're BOY LEGS wtf r u
debut full length album Back And Forth, Forever coming early 2018.

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