Vocal cuts all done by hand --- Everything else is original!

Phil Collins - In The Air (Hold On) [Remix] --- (Unmastered)

Practice so I can hear myself...

Sometimes I feel like I'm not human, this mask of flesh is hiding my ruin, the ropes, just never seem to loosen, gradually taking space, slowly consuming, this must be the impending doom that's been looming, coming to a boil, brewing, nonchalantly becoming a natural anthem, these ghosts and these phantoms, the past is something haunting, ever so daunting, spawning a shortfall of belonging, it gets exhausting, all these worn out thoughts, advance into worn out days, urokinase, the fact of the matter is my time left here is grave, so these seconds left, I try to capture and save, the abridgement of praise, has me unfazed, cudgel my brain, it happens every now and again, beard the lion in his den, come on, come on, come on, come on in, the craftsmen yielding a poison tipped pen, shouting out the here and then, heartless, maybe, so I must be tin, my assumption is to just take it on the chin, consistently being spread too thin...

But it's ok, when you are down and out, then you can see the world and what it's about, figure out your route, there is no top, if you've never been to the bottom, most people would rather roll over and play possum, ain't that awesome?, weaving through life's slaloms, everyone is a fighter, it's in our atoms to topple those columns, everything that sinks floats, vivacity is exacting when going for broke,

If I'm the devil, a piece of you is too, in relation, we aren't giving more than we can chew, there's a lot we try to hide, try to subdue, built up and finally released, realization that that sensation was long overdue, at times you have to wonder if it's all just a waste, but life is a puzzle, waiting for you to put the pieces into place, I'm like Mr. Glass, breakable, but music is a reflection of who I am, my soul, I don't just wanna be with you in a song, or when I perform at a show, I wanna walk with you till the end of that winding road, an enigma for you to decode, a potentate de-robed many moons ago, ride the waves, the highs and lows, but as far as that goes, most times at least I am willing to disclose, when the floor collapses and I'm feeling exposed, enclosed, letting it all out, disposed, seems like it's my oath, a growing oak, from the undergrowth, rocking the boat, for what I am, for what you are, don't let yourself lower the bar, a lot of times, we are all caught under the radar, grip, grab the handlebars, let life be your memoir, I've seen the good and evil, that balance of who we are as people, a beautifully painted easel, god and the devil sown together with another needle, enfeebled, from the nest that we wrestle, just another message of distress sent out from a vessel,

Giving you inches, with the great expectation that you'd take it for miles, pushing shopping carts down empty aisles, what I've compiled, barely even makes it into the lowest percentile, I just want to make something that is worthwhile, instead of being the shadow cast for your sundial, I'm at my final, wit's end, coming round the bend, over-extension, dead-end (dead-en)....

I'm The Devil --- Clams Casino ft. Can.Souled

Die With You (ODESZA + Zyra + Scarfinger MPC (Cansouled Edit))

When The Moon Cries

Modern Day Bliss

The Future is Now

If And When

Dancing With The Night

Ain't No Dance Club

Heart Beat

The Nice Guy

Domination

Sunken Ship (Sample Clip)

Beat by: http://soundcloud.com/luminaryyouth

Ok.... I'm Sorry... I guess I just suck..

My physics non-physical, moving fast enough to be classified in the quantum state, Am I not original? whose thoughts could be printable? at least by principle?

My alienated experience, allows for a solid bundle of variance, that completely compliments, my Thomas Paine "Common Sense", these sentiments that I sent that were meant, to explain how I really feel, But I guess you were too busy trying to reinvent the wheel, to catch my ideals...

So I question my existence, the pertinence of my pen, the punitive action taken, stricken my spoken word rap mouth play, its just foul play, my light ray went away, thoughts must have run off, gone astray, these rancid run-offs that run-in, are better displayed through the motion of a piano or violin, so I cave in, I guess I just let you all get under my skin...

Hairpin fracture lines run the current of my drift, but I try to convince myself that these Midnight Dives aren't what was displayed or advertised, quick drawn outlaw, who speaks like the Riddler, but cuts like Jigsaw, I guess I'm just another corn ball, in bad form, these Midnight Dives strike like lightning in my storm...

It must be true then, when it rains, it pours, inside my flood, the dotted lines, they underscore, my Midnight Dives, faceplanting, refraining from the fact my lungs are collapsing, gasping, but capturing the beauty thats left, my beauty, well thats just a guess at best, in the eye of the beholder, as these days grow older, my fiber optics no longer clear...

So stand clear, my little deer, I read Joyce to help release my stream of consciousness, it's ambiguous to my analysis...

But that's just how it's written, Free Association, which may seem careless, or more to care, it all depends on if you follow the compass, to what I encompass, tumultuous and wondrous, my inception was ominous, my words, magician's misdirection, lost connection, to dial up, so I dial in, link up, Midnight Dives, my twenty-four car pile up, cavalier, a bio-world-word-engineer, a pioneer who's on the frontier, or am I just fronting? Well then I guess I'll just say nothing, I'll just say nothing...

Midnight Dives - Luminary Youth - ft. Can.So[u]l[e]d

Beat by: http://soundcloud.com/dirty-porcelain "Shooting Toby"

**Recorded up in the living room of a cabin in GA**

It's hard to keep my trains on rails, bite down so hard, fight for it tooth and nail, try to hold myself, try to remain true, rather then another visage, just a stranger to you, sometimes I feel like Anne, from Z for Zachariah(1), alpha dilemma, strata of my inertia, feel my aorta from a lack of breathing, apnea training(2), can I walk it out?, qualms about the sour'd kraut(3), the spout that opens, begins with my mouth, brazen for leaving my first hand account, the world is a soup bowl, deprivating yet fruitful, rifle aim towards the sky, to hit no one, I am no one, unknown diamond in the rough(5), spilling my guts, putz, klutz, exhibit my spirit, Non-Profit(4) incarnate, enter the gauntlet, throw it down, disproportionate, so it's unfortunate, dis-coordinate, life's little barbiturate, degenerate, running on auto-pilot, no palette to taste my requisites(6), Prefuse(7) my vomit gamut, on the Outer Limits(8), little snippets in mounting minutes, brackish(9) to Fresh(10), in the flesh, in a flash, attached to this collapsed structure, that mutters about modernism, healthy foods, lighting and colors, bumper blunders, leave stomach ulcers, rear end, am I nearing my end or am I at it again? third eye searching, trying to find my zen, my duchess(11), spicy a little hint of cayenne(12), I'm a solar array, letting light slip away, larger than life, 24 yr old, mid-life crisis, cavernous callings(13), let me take this rope and explore the way, something like a hip-hop valet, in a Shade of Grey(14), let the underground, give way to my feet, till I have nothing left to say...

1. Anne, main character (protagonist) in the book Z for Zachariah
2. apnea training: a form a breathing training
3. qualms about the sour'd kraut - uneasy feeling towards life (in a general sense)
4. Non-Profit - shout to Sage Francis
5. Diamond in the rough - phrase implying someone or something of exceptional hidden potential
6. requisite - necessary quality 
7. Prefuse [73] - a unique musical act
8. Outer Limits - television show about strange and bizarre ideas
9. brackish - mixture of salt and fresh water
10. Fresh - movie about a kid who sells drugs and outsmarts both his dealer and his sister's drug dealing boyfriend; likened to a game of chess
11. My duchess - relating to a title of a female
12. cayenne - implication of the pepper - referring to the spice
13. cavernous calling - the calling of exploration and adventure in cave diving
14. [50] Shades of Grey - reference to the semi-erotic book

Silent[But]Deadly (Narcosis) - Dirty Porcelain - ft. Can.So[u]l[e]d

Beat by: Dirty Porcelain #144

Intergalactic spectacle, that's spectacular, defy the laws of nature, break out of my shackles, out of the cubicle, into the Astral, Planes, unleash this beast, to feast, or atleast get a piece, conversational peace, chasing after life, fox after geese, but I have some tricks up my sleeve, always writing, can't stop, OCD, when others are catching Z's, I'm facilitating my inadequacies,  documented, uploaded and torrented, flying over heads, visible watershed,  complex concepts, that convex, with context, so clear the cobwebs, shake it up, Etch N Sketch, don't just listen, read, inject the text, annex dormitory domain, Giant Steps, I bebopped, John Coltrane, postulate the commonplace, hackneyed poetry, trite use of imagery, devices fails, originality, mine is of no avail, stuck chasing my tail, mental aggregate, I abnegate, words, don't seem to properly communicate, go back and try to re-evaluate, loosely lucid statements, brilliant developments, my words fresh, like I just swallowed a mint, not heaven nor hell sent, I delve at length, in an attempt, to remit, my tacit Scarlet Letter, dear John, I hope you like the latter, abilities, emotions flowing linear, 36 Chambers, of my hip-hop Shaolin, this lion sits waiting, laying, weighing, when to strike, in the darkness, under the cover of the pale moonlight!

[Tame] Lion - Dirty Porcelain - ft. Can.So[u]l[e]d

Beat Maker: WantsToBeAnonymous -- Can.So[u]l[e]d on vocals/vocal production -- Franco on back up vocals

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