ur sword is called butt fucker lmao that rules. this song also rules. good work cassie

something to remind you

5/4 ✅  
212bpm ✅ 
super crunched out ✅

hit em

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B U I L D · C O M P U T E R

i am just so good at keyboard solos!

this song and 'You were Everything' were the biggest individual session file ive ever worked on;  it had 86 tracks!  34 vocal/mouth noise tracks, 20 percussion tracks, 14 for foley, 8 guitar tracks, and 8 synths! (10 synth tracks tho).  i have no idea how my computer survived

this song is part 2

Thanks for Everything

i have so much shit recorded on my computer i'm just gonna randomly upload it ok

everything i do

i wont

playing hallways

breakcore love songs about limerence and joy, isolation and dependency, cross-country moves and goodbyes

sunsetting halcyons [full album]

i didn't sleep, my heart was racing 
skin's been buzzing since I got your letter
it's easy to regret everything i've done
but you're an exception

i got home from the bar and you were asleep
tiptoed so I wouldn't wake you
but I considered a heavier step 
so id have more time with you

dropped you off four hours later 
too foggy to say anything right 
when i drove off, that song came on
about question marks and comfort 

even with the uncertainty 
even with the chaos
even with the anxiety
even if it was awkward
I wish I could've kissed you

penpal

nothing's in the dictionary that explains this
at least when I last checked
pallid and tasteless 
feeling nothing too much not enough
no letters on the keyboard could contain the weight

four hours of hearing the neighbors fuck
four weeks of an empty house

i still sense you round the corner
i still hear her walking 
I still see you waiting for breakfast 
I still see her hiding her face 

four hours of the shittiest songs
four months til I might get lost

see you in hell, fucker!

aftershocks

i only miss you late at night
licking my own wounds
and pouring salt in my eyes
you always said the bed was too small
I can't imagine it bigger than it is right now

and every second with you was filled with trick knees
and forgetting how to breathe, and sleep, and speak
i will never cut my tongue from my own maw to keep you

another hour passes
a thousand and one possible claws 
showing their teeth
gnashing their jaws

but i dont miss you anymore
i dont even need your warmth
sophisticated fuck princess please leave me alone

and every second with you was filled with bleeding gums
and emptying lungs
another week passes
a thousand and one possible claws

a thousand and one possible claws

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Thanks for Everything

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