i've seen your face plastered somewhere before
in my dreams of goon sacks, surf, and emu wars
but now i can't recall its all a blur
i think i was in love, i can't remember

it was on a beach in queensland, the sky was full of clouds
the only words i heard were coming out of your mouth
saw beauty within the hardship that will lie ahead
then i spoke but i forgot what i said

oh well
it doesn't matter anyways
thoughts that i could never orchestrate
but now i have ideas no better than the pipe dreams of a child
of you and i and no one else exchanging awkward smiles
i don't think i'll ever be the same i'm not sure if i will be okay
because it won't go away it won't go away
why won't it go away why won't it go

where nobody can find us
somewhere in australia
where no one can remind us
that we don't belong

dead kokoro, it comes and goes and won't return the same
it stops and kills, it's such a thrill when it misbehaves
catching birds with shotgun shells and old 7.62
it's okay to hate me 'cause i hate myself too

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the most beautiful temple that i've ever seen
plastered across the front page of magazines
in my dreams
it's calling out to me
what a scene
it wants to see me bleed

i'd rather watch it all burn down to the ground
than see it everyday and know that i must live without
okay
engulf it all in flame
what a thought
it wants to watch me rot

when i looked back i saw
a vision from the past
i let it come and gnaw
a hole straight through my back
it intertwined with me
and i found a piece of you
inside my flesh between
the things that i couldn't lose

embers and ash
from things i can not have
embers and ash
from things i can not have
embers and ash
from things i can not have
embers and ash
from things i can not have
embers and ash
from things i can not have

Australophilia / The Fire in Yamabiko Forest

Yeah you just don’t listen
You like it and that’s what you’ll do

I know you
Yeah you know me
Yes I know you
But who are you

Your bedroom door leads into hell
There’s needles imbedded in my skin
Is it just me is there a sweet smell coming from your corpse
In your bed surrounded by pillows and sheets

I Ran Out Of Things To Say But Whatever

Digital Dreams

You want every little thing 
Wrapped around a string
So you don’t have to want

You aren’t willing to try
But demand sacrifice
You think you’re some savant

You can’t have what you don’t want
I’m not your shepard or your flock

You think every bit of me
Is given to you free
When you feed me a line

I don’t need a second taste
To know that you’re a waste
Of my fucking time

I don’t need to play this out
Your silver tongue needs cutting out

I won’t do what you say
I’m not your pawn to play
I’ll do just what I want
You’re just an afterthought

I’ve played this game before
I know you’ll soon be bored
So I’m not gonna wait
For you to run this fake

Lambda

Consolation Prize

Swajjur Kicks

Downhill

Smile

didnt make this just posing music i like.

Trash 3

Bad Reputation

2 tracks from griefmode
send all questions and answers to sodaboy64@tfwno.gf

a little sunshine

song about abortion


lyrics:

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When ilook down from heaven see you cryiing in your room
i have to wonder why you ripped me from your womb
oh momma theres something i cant understand 
why you were too busy parting to hold my hand 

you said he was the one you said he was mr right 
but when he found out about me you got in a big fight
he said he was gonna leave if i was wasnt gone
you got rid of me and he left before the dawn


i would have been 16 now you're 42
we could have been so happy but now you're so blue
oh momma i tired to warn ya call ya tired to give you a sign
but you look happy enough with your 2 cats and 12 dollar wine