Arschakxj in living nus is nothing compared to this

Sideshow feat haprsikid

Requiem for a spider

Thought's Expanse

I am familiar with stories of all kinds
I listen in full knowledge that they only come from others' minds
and I begin to wonder what separates them from us all
cause their words may seem prophetic but in the end they can't forestall

the danger that does hide
without a doubt, right outside
your door

and it's a sad reality when you don't feel safe when you're by yourself
and all your pleasant memories are tucked away on your closet shelf
and I try not to remember, cause I'll only suffer if I do
but I have no control and all I think about is you

cause you're supposed to love me
that's how the story's supposed to go
but I guess I'm not the author
and who is I do not know

you're no prince charming, but I'm no princess anyway
I don't need your protection, I can fight my battles any day
companionship is what I need, someone to hold onto
when the tempest tosses me around and the ship is sinking

if you forgive a phrase that is cliche
I think about you every day

the stories say happily ever after
the stories say, the stories say
the stories say that our love remains forever
but they never say when it was never there at all

maybe someday I can take our story from the shelf
and blow off the dust and reminisce as I often do when I'm by myself
and I know that it wasn't your intention to cause me pain
but I have to let it go sometime, otherwise I'll go insane

my heart has not yet mended
but our story hasn't ended
and one thing remains true
I do love you

Pleasant Memories

Simple Smiles

First, there's the quiet
Then there's the view
Looking out over the world, everything becomes model-like, as if we are looking down over one of those plastic neighborhoods that live in real estate offices, except things like cars move
Gigantic trees actually do look like little sticks of broccoli growing out of the ground
And we feel like giants, towering over this world
Cities are reduced to mere models. We could hold Boston on the tips of one of our fingers.
Mountains are reduced to the size of our palms
At the same time we are ants, small compared to the infinity that spreads out before us. The land continues on and on before vanishing on the horizon into blue sky, which envelopes us everywhere around

Flying with Riley

I'm just a pair of eyes. I have nothing except my goals, it's so stupid. All I have is... I don't have anything, really. I just look at the future and I hope and I hope for luck to just bring me there to the future. But what will I do when I get there? I'm just going to be as hollow as I am now. A hollow person.
And I feel like sometimes there's something that I can't get away from. Something that follows me no matter where I go. And then I realize that that thing is me.

Hollow Self

As You Sleep

I tried something new with drums in this one. Let me know what you think!

Chaos of the Mind

I write songs, and I try to make them express a certain feeling or emotion. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. You be the judge.

Darque Myth