santeria (demo)

Who Am I (DEMO)

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realign with the blue lights.
now I gotta know if it's you.
don't snitch on the west side.
fuck around, meet me at 2.

run around, run around with your tail on you boy.
don't talk, don't talk like you know me lil boy.
i got years-
years in the game, lil nigga just STOP.

blow back, I just got my soul back.
no cap.
fold that.
uh, I'm a soldier.
young nigga so cold.
i done told ya.
ugh, I don't talk if you is drone.
i been moldin' that.

papa said I don't belong, but I be over that.
23 and rolling out to shows and now he on to that.
pharmaceutic cutie on the phone but I ain't smokin' that.
niggas just be mad that I been on, your jealousy is wack.

i was so alone, but now I'm feelin' myself.
i got the old head outta me, keepin' my health.
i used to want you proud of me, now I ain't needin' your help.
yung Sony like a AC-
BLOW

all by me, inside and out.
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DIZTORT

Violent Storm

Mixing, Mastering, and producing by @dustbunnybedroom
Co-produced by Mahal Slick
Original art by @rosarrie

Lyrics:
Why they gotta do me like that? I've been
Stuck inside my head, it's so tiring
Everyday I wake up, wondering what to make of
All this time I have on my own, its so

Heavy, I don't think that I can take it no more (Nah)
Looking at the ceiling lying down on the floor
I've been sleeping (Sleeping)
Way too busy dreaming (Dreaming)
Lookin like I'm beaming, but I'm feeling real bored
Now I'm

Contemplating whether or not I should make it outta here
Swinging back and forth on decisions like it's a chandelier
I ain't really missing the feeling of my reality
I need a little breather before I can get it outta me

Say what's the point in living, not making the right decisions?
I just need a vision, to get myself out this prison
I'm feelin like I'm drowning, but man I ain't even swimming
Just gimme like five minutes to live through the best feeling

I don't wanna wake up, wake up
No, I don't wanna wake up, wake up
I don't wanna deal with fake love, fake love
I just need a little break from, break from

Oh, I don't wanna wake up, wake up
No, I don't wanna wake up, wake up
I don't wanna deal with fake love, fake love
I just need a little break from, it all

What am I to do?
Tell me what's the use?
Still stuck inside my room?
But at least I'm letting loose!

Steady losing my mind again throughout these past few months
With time pass, life flash, but it's not that much
Not tryna grimace, but I'm timid, I'm startin to hit the limit
Wish a hand could come and reach, maybe gimme a little visit

Shit don't feel the same, like a rainy day the tears are falling, now I'm feeling grey
I don't need a change, but girl I kinda miss your pretty face
Love can't even save me, I'm alone, but I don't feel ashamed
I can rearrange, but

I don't wanna wake up, wake up
No, I don't wanna wake up, wake up
I don't wanna deal with fake love, fake love
I just need a little break from, break from

Oh, I don't wanna wake up, wake up
No, I don't wanna wake up, wake up
I don't wanna deal with fake love, fake love
I just need a little break from, it all

wake up! - EP version (prod. dustbunnybedroom)

prod. by eeryskies.

I just packed up everything I own and ran toward the sunrise
Defaulted on my loans, you told me that’s unwise
Lost the code to my phone, got me a new life
I got my passport, please don’t come asking for me

So it goes written on my chest
Bullet hole covered in a vest
Blood on my chain, on my neck
That’s just the end of the story I guess
You were calling me home, I’m a mess
I don’t wanna think about nothing
Why we always gotta do something
There ain’t nothing here to figure out if we ain’t fucking, I know
Streetlight memories your best
Fire around me as I crash
Pictures filling up your trash
You don’t want nothing to do with my past
Sweep away all of the pain and the glass
I don’t wanna talk about nothing
Why I’m always bringing it up then
Why we always putting things off then fucking

I just packed up everything I own and ran toward the sunrise
Defaulted on my loans, you told me that’s unwise
Lost the code to my phone, got me a new life
I got my passport, please don’t come asking for me

passport

Has it arrived? 
The hesitant resurfacing of the sublime, 
from the confines of ambition. 
The quivering admission of we’re not so different you and I. 
Thus urge the gut, trust lest you regress. 
Sun kissed, my feet swept. Upend the oath kept. 
Weary arms outstretched, I unexpect. 
Wary, I inch toward it. Fearful the artform distorts it. 
Rather clumsily catch and set free than bask in what’s left to let be. 

Family car ride, dad passenger side, now I drive. 
City lights meant naptime, 
I’d wake when we’d pull through the gate. 
Least I could do for a birthday. 
Most I could say was a smile. Inside, I soared. 
Mom said she saw me crying through a window, 
left me to dry my eyes with the group.
She said to herself, “Someday, he’ll make it through,
Someday, he’ll know what I always knew.” 
One day, she told me that came true. 
I weeped like fireworks. 
My sister and I thumbing through records, laughing like we used to. 
Time traveling, salvaging innocence, polishing, restoring. Mending. 
Future can wait, I’m sated remembering. 
Not without its thorns. Roses vigorously plucked,
A beauty worth bleeding for.
Breathing like I mean it more. 
The privilege to people watch. 
Imagining. A narrative is alive where you only enrichen.
I promise I’ll publish it. Nonfiction. When I find my footing.
The miracle of finding our footing. 
Embarrass me. Tear me to shreds. 
More confetti to celebrate us reuniting. 
Basking in the failure to capture. 
This doesn’t deserve art.

Failing Capturing

Recorded and produced 
 by greyshoes#music-berlin.
07/2025//12/2025.

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Artwork by P. Werzlau.
Of Pennant Men And Fairies (detail) 
Mixed media glued, 102.0 x 79.0 cm,
1999

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