produced by me (dawsin)
written by me (dawsin)
everything by me (dawsin) :o

lyrics:
just a figment
of my
imagination
of me

RID OF ME
RID OF ME
MY OTHER PERSONALITY
HE'S NOT A FRIEND TO ME
HATE MYSELF
FAMILY STILL SCARED OF ME
.45 TO MY TEMPLE
I'M READY TO GET
RID OF ME

don't want no one
but I left these flowers 
here for you
baebaebaebae
babe it's true
baebaebaebae
that I wanna blow my head out
so I feel like a drop out
(in life)
so you'll walk in my room and ask me why I did this
ain't been the same, since I regained my pulse

let me leave
let me leave
let me leave 
this horrible dream

I might've said that "I was fine"
but-
ahaa
it's quite the opposite
i-
I don't even know how to feel anymore

remember the first time I said "hey"?
well this the last time I say "bye"
you're so fake
anxiety got me covering my arms in stripes
(our journey together, ends here.)

I'm disappointed in my self
cause 
I still have the ring on
I still haven't taken it off
AND I BET YOU THINK THATS IT'S PITIFUL
BUT I MISS YOUR EARFULS
I MISS WHEN WE TALKED ALOT
AND NOW ITS ALL GONE-

bipolarity

produced by mix
lyrics:

𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚑? 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑, 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔? 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝙸𝙴
𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗁𝖺𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋

@1m1x
b-b-b
at first i found it strange so i took a look
had to collect all my things and call the rook
its time to take a page out of your book
ill break it down for ya man just lemme cook

whats a little bitch like you talking all this shit?
all this "he said, she said" i dont wanna hear nun of it
it, dont got time for this sayin "we dont fuck with mix"
least i dont lie bout shit, boy you trippin what is this?

so bitch tell me can you do what i do?
didn't think so cant even produce
ts easy bitch are u lazy?
i guess, so chock it up and pay me
still pulled that shit cant phase me
cant win tho are u gettin angry?
dun so fast u can call me barry
ill be here still reppin AC

people like you tend to leave a bad fucking taste
youre selfish and stupid, a copy then a fucking paste
do you know what you did? i shouldnt have to plead my case
what we hads been ruined, ill leave it all up to fate

death-

ouu ouu ahh ouu

ɎØɄ- ɎØ- ₳Ⱡ₩-𝟯 ₳Ⱡ₩₳Ɏ₴ ₮ØⱠ-𝟮 ₥- ₥Ɇ ₩Ⱨ₳-₮ ł ₩₳₦₮Ɇ-𝟭 ₮Ø ₳₵ⱧłɆVɆ
₳₦Đ ł₮'ⱠⱠ Ⱨ₳₱₱Ɇ₦
ɎØɄ ₩₳₦₦₳ ₭₦Ø₩ ₩Ⱨ₳₮ ł ₩₳₦₮ ₦Ø₩, ⱧɄⱧ? ł ₩₳₦₮ ɎØɄ ĐɆ₳Đ

@dawsin
I feel the z's poppin outta my head
catch then, pass it, a disease terminal then dead
d-d-d-dead
hit a homerun on these mfs
but im already outta they league gang
left the field, smellin like burnt rubber
me and mix, mix like yin and yang

I DRIVE A HEMI
THE HORSEPOWER SHALL SUFFICE
MY MIRROR SEEMS TO LIKE YOUR HEADLIGHTS
IT'S MATTE BLACK CAN'T EVEN SEE ME AT NIGHT
SCRATCHIN THEY HEAD LIKE THEY GOT LICE

𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚖

arkham w/ dawsin

"fragile" produced by: ilyl1ght
inspired by xona

lyrics:
its getting worse now, worse now
ill work it out
calm down, calm down?
ill find a way out, way out?
now ill regret the day i let you see my face

i lay out on the floor
i wither to my core
feels like that i'm at war
think i felt this before
think i felt this before
think i felt -
im worried on what id do
new year, new me and new you
bad timing cant follow through
im sorry but who are you?
i cant be doing this
my face inside my hands i guess i'm used to it
dont want my friends to know
i got this on my own
the wall they make me sick
i think there caving in

its getting worse now, worse now
i need to calm down, calm down?

so tell me what do you want from me
oh
my body's fragile and i feel so weak
i'm so sick and tired of the ones who speak
speak lies
speak, speak, speak, speak
so tell me what do you want from me
so tell me what do you want from me

fragile

produced by jolst 🦠 
featuring heylog

i won’t stay with you
won’t stay with you
cus i’m not good enough 
i won’t pray for you
won’t pray for you
i’ll cry as i’m burning up
don’t say it’s you
won’t say it’s you
it’s me, you’re not cold enough 
i won’t lay with you
won’t lay with you
take me, i’m the one you want 

and my lock screen
has your face on
can i rest here babe
i won’t stay long
sorry we’re toxic
it’s not me love
had it but i dropped it
now i wake up 
in the middle of the night 
scream “where the fuck the day gone”
i know that im ugly
so ill scratch until my face gone
i know i got problems
i know i got serious like - 
i know i got problems 
i know i got serious like - 

heylog:
wake up and do the same damn thing
got my face fixed n skin dont sting
i feel a lot better
skin just kept getting redder
im always lookin around
and im so paranoid now
all the sudden i stopped feelin safe
pack it up to a smaller town
burn it all down
burn it all
i hope youre proud
i hope it
burn it all down
burn it all
wont be around
wont be nah

i won’t stay with you
won’t stay with you
cus i’m not good enough 
i won’t pray for you
won’t pray for you
i’ll cry as i’m burning up
don’t say it’s you
won’t say it’s you
it’s me, you’re not cold enough 
i won’t lay with you
won’t lay with you
take me, i’m the one you want

burn w/ heylog (jolst)

prod me bruh
3hrs

lyrics:

like 
what's he doin?
why why
are you mad for?
why did he stop movin?
like
why did he get popped for?

for talkin shit online
check my watch
waste of time
you wont talk to me?
oh right
don't be surprised when i don't reply.

i'm feelin kind of tired
i hunt you on the 31st 
like michael myers
then i come an find ya
i hit my briar then i go ahead
and then hide ya

i said what's he doin though?
hide his body behind where his dad works
at that liquor store
oh trust me lil bro
you a bit-
we done both know
you can keep her man
if you want my suggestion
throw out that hoe

NOW HE'S BEGGIN THE QUESTION WHY????
THE CONSEQUENCES OF A LIE
AHHH DIE
THE CONSEQUENCES OF A LIE

foul tarnished 
in search of the elden ring
someone must extinguish
thy flame

we were friends
so why the disrespect?
pect- pect- pect
grow up and get some balls man
(ambition)
'fore i come an teach you a lesson
and curb stomp you to the floor
shit'll get messi
jobless activity
your behavior's the same as my enemy
bro go get a job and stop hating me
eighteen+ acting this way so beyond me..

briar

you ft Wraith

your shadow crawls from my ceiling
i cant sleep, i just might miss it
hoping i wake myself up
claws unsheathed drag me through mud
permanently all i want
so unhealthy, that i know
claws unsheated rip me to bones
drowning you drown out my soul

hiding myself between pillows and walls
you dont want nothing, no nothing at all
i could have given you all that you want
spending some time with me really that rough ?
hiding my thoughts while my feelings collide
ruin myself, all ambitions will lay
here on the floor next to nothing at all
broken, misused and mistaken for soil

what if i never picked up the phone
what if he never even called at all
i dont know, but i dont care
theres a reason why im still here
what if the tide wasnt so far in
winds a little calmer, so i could swim
or have i sinned ?
what if i never went away with my friends
and i spent the last minutes on a call with him
and i got to say goodbye, and that this is the end
at least id have some fucking closure on this life that i live
and what if he never accpeted any help from the meds
cause his children needed longer and they offered him that
just to leave him no time at all
i know its hard to accept but im falling flat

your shadow crawls from my ceiling
i cant sleep, i just might miss it
hoping i wake myself up
claws unsheathed drag me through mud
permanently all i want
so unhealthy, that i know
claws unsheated rip me to bones
drowning you drown out my soul

hiding myself between pillows and walls
you dont want nothing, no nothing at all
i could have given you all that you want
spending some time with me really that rough ?
hiding my thoughts while my feelings collide
ruin myself, all ambitions will lay
here on the floor next to nothing at all
broken, misused and mistaken for soil

claws

47 BPM, 5/4 – the heartbeat of a sleeping continent.
A 70-year-old cracked-walnut voice speaks from the inside of the mountain he became.
Baritone acoustic in Gm, detuned 12-string, jaw harp drone, mournful fiddle, weathered accordion, subsonic 17 Hz pulse you feel in your ribs.
One low bowed note only when the word “granite” is spoken.
They built their town on his jaw.
They never noticed he’s still breathing.

The Giant's Testament

south park

produced by me (dawsin)
written by me (dawsin)
lyrics:

my patience runs thin
my doubts start to creep in
this town feels cold
like it wants my soul
and my friends have split
i barely give a shit
i was always on my own
not one sound from the phone

i feel getting closer
i can feel it deep inside my bones
i can, i can feel it
feel it
i can, i can
whenever you're not around
i talk to myself like a ghost
i can, i can feel it
feel it
i can, i can

i can, i can feel it
feel it
i can, i can

i can, i can feel it
feel it
i can, i can

and i
hand me a pair of scissors
so i can cut my heart out
my heart out
beggin to die
cut me open
just to prove
not the monster you once knew
and the lies
peeled my skin
waste my youth
frizzy hair
and a rotten tooth

by now there's moss on the wall
powerlines fell down, no calls
it smells like mildew
blood on the carpet, it came from you

oh the guilt towers so tall
wishing my brain will just thaw
oh I'm afraid of you
of what you have the power to do

menacingly walking out the fog
she says to herself "like wtf"
oh ill happily die on this hill
till my blood grows cold from the chill
in my two hands, equipped with a club
go to her safe place, at the pub
gun got a nose and its a snub
you gave me a look like you wanna run

moss

(Intro - Whispered invocation over ambient synths and a slow, pulsing heartbeat rhythm, fading into soft acoustic strums)
We lovers holding out the keys...
Smiles warm, rushes out the solar plexuses,
Umbilical cords laying bare, afraid but carrying courage...
To dominate this life...
(Verse 1 - Haunting, mid-tempo melody with ethereal vocals and building strings)
We want to change our lives to something more beautiful,
Than we could ever imagine, wanting to spend it bound,
Even after death commands the physical body to die.
Mother puppeteer cuts the strings of the eyes' windows,
When the transmission ends, bound forever in pure loving warm energy,
Dark lustful loving eternity we wish to walk this earth with you,
If you wish, from our bodies split open from the contact of our warm hearts.
(Pre-Chorus - Intensifying with layered echoes and subtle percussion)
A star-crossed occultist triad, Death Moth triangle,
Of love, hope, dreams, past blood spilled as the shadows of our souls.
With a silence comes from the death, manifests desires in casting,
Attaching to living, witnessing in real time a synchronicity to evoke.
As hypertension is commanded to be repressed, letting the lines of fate change,
The goddesses that hold the keys to the lines of life,
Mother Death itself grants as gifts, as still we are her children,
Lost after birth, the womb, the void where...
(Chorus - Cathartic explosion with driving drums, distorted guitars, and soaring harmonies)
We the Death Moths crave to feel alive forever,
Unknown but so intuitively feeling it breeding,
Felt fluttering, suicidal passionate moths fan their wings,
Begin a suicidal mission to fan the flames of purity and trust.
The lovers before were of Mother Death's mate, Father Time's,
Their intimacy, the union created we,
Made the thoughts of creating the cosmic void bleed something dark,
But made of pure love and calming peace taught.
(Verse 2 - Slower, ritualistic vibe with electronic pulses and whispered overlays)
Before the cosmic cannibalistic god snake,
That's forever eating its tail, built black hole consuming,
Forcing out the white holes' burst, rebirth of razorblade hearts.
Time from the death of the devouring purposeless dull life,
Only by humans giving what pompous selfish priests and priestess whores,
Stealing, trying to keep hidden, sealed by the threshold of life.
Block I gain access by worship in nightmares that were wet dreams,
The poets when dead do dream of all the senses asked to germinate.
(Pre-Chorus - Building with vocal distortions and rising orchestration)
Begin the vows we offer our dedicated promises, the wishes,
The unfolding of long-held dreams caged until now.
Written in blood, a union channeled between sorrows revered,
Into power, love, and passionate screaming embers,
Branding our hearts with the symbols of light...
(Chorus - Epic repeat with added synth swells and backing chants)
We the Death Moths crave to feel alive forever,
Unknown but so intuitively feeling it breeding,
Felt fluttering, suicidal passionate moths fan their wings,
Begin a suicidal mission to fan the flames of purity and trust.
The lovers before were of Mother Death's mate, Father Time's,
Their intimacy, the union created we,
Made the thoughts of creating the cosmic void bleed something dark,
But made of pure love and calming peace taught.
(Bridge - Atmospheric slowdown with spoken-word elements over droning bass and flickering effects)
(Branding our hearts... with the symbols of light...
Pure love... calming peace...
Death Moths... alive forever...)
(Outro - Fading echoes, returning to whispers and a single heartbeat fade)
We lovers holding out the keys...
Smiles warm... courage to dominate...
Bound forever... in the void...
(Symbols of light... eternity...)



