It Feels Heavier Than It Looks
Produced by sleepwalker & DJ Lordmindtrip
Mixed by Saturns Lament

It Feels Heavier Than It Looks (prod. Sleepwalker & DJ Lordmindtrip)

shoutout to sasha's dying aka shinechaser aka lil azathoth aka chicago's finest 4 the beats , thank u to saturn's lament for the mix. this was the final song to be completed for the album n it took me no time, which is awesome cause the song i scrapped in favor of this one took me like 4 attempts at re writing it and it just never hit at all lol. so this was clearly the better option. enjoy :P

lyrics//
can't even comprehend right now, damages critical
no room for pensive penmanship, aint no subliminals
when the grave is sayin your name u cannot resist the call
scraping the sink for powder you already did it all
all
oh no, watch the numbers fall
no heaven's gate, bring seven days of fire, fuck em all 
my heart aint but a ball of flesh, been rendered somethin small
so i've been reaching out to empty space and nothin calls
calls
calls back, dont pick up the phone
disconnected from the rest i guess i'm on my own
rippin vessels from my chest, i cut the fuckin flow
so no blood can ever get where its supposed to go
*insert funkmaster flex otis premiere sample*
TRAPPED
20 years old, i would go with the flow of the blow
nose deep in a bag of pills
i was walkin in a world so cold
i'd be lying if i said i wasn't trapped in still
barefoot, runnin laps for real
but if that blood hadn't spilled
it'd still be underneath my belt
metal on my waist like packin steel
i guess i should be thankful
i guess i should be grateful
i guess i should be so relieved 
no demons took these ankles
underneath the land i stand upon
and we still could be angels
and yet i'm not
my rotten flesh is stitched and filled with staples
i feel like killin label management and spillin blood
necrotic, rotten to the core, yall think i give a fuck??
spotify said fund the war machine, these rich boys run amok
my pip boy on my wrist, apocalypse, blot out the sun

IMPROVED BLOOD TEXTURES (prod. Sasha's Dying)

It ain’t even music no more (prod.cresncta)

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LYRICS:

I can’t even feel 
my mothafuckin face
Ten toes on the ground
But I’m floating through space

Yeah I hit an airplane
On my way up
always get high
Baby I’m a space sailor

Surrounded by them helicopters
Yeah they all up high
I can’t feel a damn thing
Grab my face close my eyes

Take a long last look
At the sea for the last time
I won’t ever come back
I just wanna feel alive 

I can’t even feel 
my mothafuckin face
Ten toes on the ground
But I’m floating through space

Yeah I hit an airplane
On my way up
always get high
Baby I’m a space sailor

I can’t see you
But I know you’re there
I be getting too high
Greening out on the stairs

In the middle of the woods
I’m calling out for help
But ain’t nobody comin
Because I forsake myself

i wake up sleeping
sleepy time inside my head

and i wake up screaming
cuz when i dream i’m dead

i got blood on my hands
i got guns to my head

Man i gotta take my meds
alprazolam is my friend

If show me your thorns
give you my hand to stab

bitch i’ll let you poke and prod
i will let you in my skin

you can wear me like a mask
even though i’m really dead

in my graveyard bed 
pushin cinders through my head

I can’t even feel 
my mothafuckin face
Ten toes on the ground
But I’m floating through space

Yeah I hit an airplane
On my way up
always get high
Baby I’m a space sailor

Surrounded by them helicopters
Yeah they all up high
I can’t feel a damn thing
Grab my face close my eyes

Take a long last look
At the sea for the last time
I won’t ever come back
I just wanna feel alive

@TOMBFELL - YOUR THORNS [PROD. ME] [HANGGEDMAN MIX]

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LYRICS:

No I don’t hear a thing
No no don’t you ever go
In the silence i be Sittin
In my throne made of bones

I got serpents round my wrist
Got a cap around my skull
I got blades made of amethyst
Cut you to the bone

Drink Cherry ginger ale
Never drinkin no sprite
Ima live for a long time
All outta spite

I don’t think you know me bitch
I don’t want a fair fight
Ima kick you in the nuts
Pop you wit the fourty five

It’s Fuck Donald trump
It’s Fuck every billionaire
They all takin full advantage
Got me pullin out my hair

Israel ain’t real
Palestine still there
Mothafuck the IDF
Oh shit a sniper glare

Man it’s fuck ICE 
Scream La Migra So they run
Other dudes fuck their wife
Ice agents be some cucks

Yeah they all hide they face
Cuz they wives be dry as fuck
Yeah you know they feelin shame
Cuz they all actin dumb

FUCK ICE [PROD. ME] @TOMBFELL

FWM ft. Kweezy

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