my mind is a mountain

In this land here I stay
You live to work for your lord, you don’t get a say
And your honest best bet is not to sin
‘Cause they’ll slit your throat and that’ll be the end

God wants me to go fight in the war
To pick up my rifle and make holy gore now
The proletariats of proleteria 
Were made disposable, plastic settles our scores now

Divine importance will just leave you hungry
That life just ain’t worth loving
The chosen ones will be the first to tell you
That they’re all gods favorite
‘Cause he’s the one who made them

All the little richies take their little trips
They travel ‘round the world on a private ship
And when they find land they can call it home
They build another single family development zone
I am adam, I am eve
it’s the lessons you hear, they’ll teach you what you need
And the humans go and start another fight
And each side tells their story about who was right

Personify the being, justify his reasoning
But just watching your timeline won’t tell you anything
Get your head out of the clouds 
(Television, the drug of the nation)
Stop living in the meta, it won’t help you feel better
(Breeding ignorance, and feeding radiation, on Television)

You’re so discordant
Your mindsets up in the clouds
You’re just an ordinary
Why should you care about the ordinance?
you’re not oppressed yet, so why should you feel wary?

Congregate and tell me something new
Community will show you everyone is you 
But I’m not your father
I am
You can’t tell them what to do
Because why would anyone want to listen to you?
I’m fed up with this royal family, so it’s through

Stand up, speak right (Standing) 
Or you will lay down and die (I will)
Walking right into the trap (Walk right)
Of stuck-up box office people (Under your noses)
Over the hills we’ll have a fictional rest (Upturned)
Someone once said (Someone)
The wars in history were all fake (Taught me about you)

We’re all important
None of us will go hungry, If we just put the work in
The rain comes pouring down onto your faces
Sterile slaves to wages
15,000 paces in


Proleteria

a faint whisper and POOF! gone until it isn't

close your eyes

rip skel

I talk at night
Each butterfly's a moth that can't stand light
SSRIs
Man, what I need’s a Band-Aid for my mind
"But it's alright"
That's what she'll tell you when she leaves your life
And you'll just die
But in the end this time

I'm happy, I'm sad
You're so dramatic
So damn mad
I'm enigmatic
When we kiss
I feel the static
Between us
A chemical reaction

I talk at night
Each butterfly's a moth that can't stand light
SSRIs
Man, what I need’s a Band-Aid for my mind
"But it's alright"
That's what she'll tell you when she leaves your life
And you'll just die
But in the end this time

bipolar skel cover

f1r3w4ll

l4stt1med1dn'tg0w3ll

n0b4ss

h0ll4nd3r (outro)

tvr0tted

I'm the singer in this song and all my other music, and I wanted to really let my vocals shine with this one. it's definitely one of the most complicated songs I've ever made.

Thanks for listening.

Trip Into Infinity

My Sophomore Album, "Arpylygoveiniac", is a concept album made to fully contradict my debut project. Whereas "Diamond Back" (LP) was crafted over multiple years and was festering emotions being baked in the sun, this record is the darkness you choose to spite the pain. In this mindset, however, I found myself reclaiming a part of my own foundation as an artist; thus, leading to a sudden shift toward the end of the alum. This LP was made in roughly 4 days, and I spent every second outside of my job hunched on an electronic device making it.

Soft of Morning (The Reclamation)

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