beat by @knowmadicproduction - 黒

big up the boys in blue @misgreetings

--

From the little city that you've heard about 
Eyes dry, sodden ground, besotted with the lack of sound
The swamp where we breed
Bottom feeders, with rotten genes
Shoddy leaders lead us with already forgotten dreams

Feds asking who's hooligan is this?
And what memo did he miss?
Shotting up outside the police station
Waiting, faking feeling that he's feeling nothing
He's bluffing, his history's enough to get him blushing.
Because mother found it harder to breathe when father he started to leave,
now she's pulling on the part of his sleeve where his heart used to be dragging hers through the streets
while a little boy is watching in inverted belief,
inadvertently learning what a family means
in his teens, easier nurturing pipes than a dream

But it's hope that he's teeming with, 
to break from the shackles of the backwards town that he's dealing in.
Fiending for change, 
in the dark, feeling his way for the path,
that will lead him to a brighter day.
Whose to say?

rg12 [DEMO]

it's been a minute. this recording isn't v strong or stable but I just wanted to share a lil reflection. We really can be the change y'all

(panned it alllllll the way to the left for the kids in red)(sorry jem)

--
dysmorphic microcosms made our molehills cosmic problems
they think we’re lost. I think we’re on to something 
I know the cost is comfort
the screens that raised us 
made us blind to life behind them
Yet we’re still surprised to pull back the curtain 
and find ourselves sat silent - why?
Undeniably, apathy is violence
So don’t shake that head from side to side
just get riled up 

and fuck the media 
descending like flocking crows
With warnings to heed
yeah the shock of change 
Is tangible, rattling bones
Can’t you feel it?
In the cold sweat we could have frozen
Instead, with resolve, chose to focus,
so zone in on whats scaring you. 
Shoulders may shake, that quick nerve quaking 
the face of your future, vague.
Maybe it don’t seem see through 
maybe opaque things are meant to tame us 
but levees are bound to break too.

For the sake of brevity, there lies one simple 
remedy to the sickness;
don’t leave the rest of this game to chance,
impartial, blame like pass the parcel 
pick the pen and take up arms.
Your impermanence should spur you
to weaponise your words
And let the knowledge that you learn permeate the surface
Complacency is an urge you must ignore

Let your brazen heart speak for you
Whilst they bore with
Self serving platitudes 
on silver platters, with matching spoons 
goons that have never seen a food bank
Haggle over the price of hospital beds
the prospect could be dreadful 
but we’re not there yet 
and we’re not so easily led by their hubris
tear down the fence 
make common ground make common sense
Who said the kids were clueless?
It’s our time now to do 
our voice could make the mountains move
Let’s prove it

ballots [SPOKEN DEMO]

it's death babygirl

https://soundcloud.com/misgreetings   <----- click to smash candles


x lo-hop records

Don Feeble

Popular tracks