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mixed by: @digital-aids



lyrics:



(Verse 1)
Raindrops on my scuffed up windbreaker
Out the door walking to the nearest bus station
Put my 'phones  on mind out of the equation
In class searching for the slightest distractions
Really though, it's hard to find any sort of salvation
Conversations convoluted, what a cancerous condition
Feeling so lost in the crowd I need some translation
Why does it matter we all end up in damnation
Maniac
Acting like he doesn't care
But in reality he's just another scaredy cat
With no lives to spare he crawls into his lair
To stare into the box and let his mind wear

(digital aids verse)
fuck
haven't really felt anything at all
the voices in my head have stopped their brawl
I don't do shit, barely answer calls
my mind has been below matter
cuz nothing fucking matters
don't compare me to Marshall Mathers
I won't take that fucking slander
I hate myself
but you can't do shit to me
I'm an epiphany
but y'all too swift to be
hateful little creeps
I hate this internet I reside in
but addicted yes indeed
love the dopamine
it seeps through me
return to the cycle, I'm a fucking fiend
I'm a fiend for everything I fucking do
music and drugs, if I can only name two
cuz we all know there's still a few
but I gotta get back to this track
I gotta get back to these raps
yeah gotta start making racks right?
try to get high as stalactites
or is it stoned as stalactites?
man I barely fucking know anymore
all I really know at this point is...
I got a lotta fucking problems
and of course drugs are one
not to mention these coke and rums
and this fucking twisted tongue
tripping over, words, chairs, air 
but I don't fucking care
I ain't give a shit feel like I'm barely there
I mean it's normal, who really dares to care

lost in cycles w/ digital aids (prod. jinsang)

interior

dreamscape#????

the world has destroyed a concept i believed fully in, i cycle back to a world of unknown understanding. new meanings to everything associated with the unknown's touch

compressed repression

standing against the mind. 

then the world

Ahmoq

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TRACK IV
feels like this might be :: IRIDESCENT

Foehammer and wisteria seed pods. Forgetmenots and notes of love. Crooked teeth in the most beautiful, warm smile and self hatred. Or some shit idk.

interior

conlee

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