how did i only listen to this now, this is beautiful dude

nothing goes my way

(i think it kinda goes something like
ichi ni san yon go roku nana hachi
kyuu juu juuichi
juuni juusan juuyon juugo
one two ready? go!)

i haven't slept eight hours in
like nine or ten or eleven months
it's easy to fall down
the whole way

a hoax, a hack, a star, a champ
a fake, a fraud, a king, a god
i choke on words
they haven't said it's okay

an inconvenient time for
you held your skull against mine
too soon too late, i had died
with our fingers intertwined

an all familiar thought has come
planted there by somebody from
a time before the concept of the lack

paintings
of the same things
made before we
had ever been

watch the leaves
are you bleeding?
don't you touch me
fucking freak

how lucky they are to have so many options
amongst all of the heads that they have talked with
overthink all of the words i have been saying
oh my god what if they hate me
they definitely hate me

i don't believe in superstitions or whatever
but it's fun to pretend whenever we get together
that there's energy in crystals and meaning in the numbers
because i know that these things bring you a great comfort

beyond practical and pragmatism
i am dedicated to an idealistic caricature
of a body sculpted from stone and born from heaven
scornful, contempt, and so irreverent

october usagi

i hate myself and everything i stand for

you'll love me when i'm dead

strawberri

killstreak

Babe (Fried by Fluoride Cover)

'Neath The Doineann Skies

nothing comes to mind

@hallowedbeats

hey hey hey
listen to the full album here 

https://hallowedbeats.bandcamp.com/album/acoustic-songs-you-can-lock-yourself-in-your-room-to

hallowed-johnny will you

it's a ghost town
dreaming in footprints
can't leave a healthy well
so poison and escape

soundtrack for then
is a taxi for now
cover up with the shadows
sleeping on the floor

god damn i wish i was a little bit smarter
to be the futurebound, we'll try rewound
i wish i was a little bit smarter
i wish i was

can i be her true love?
a concentrator
and a circuit in your lullaby
a conferencing enemy

The Breakup Suite (Duster Cover)

cover art by @halfperfection on instagram

you're fed up with the world
looked up how to tie a noose
you're a child of the devil
and a victim of abuse
but that's okay because
i think that im a lot like you
i have my flaws and regrets
im imperfect too

when the knives start to rust
it will all return to dust

the streets are just echoes of fallen greatness
where the young and naive go to meet the faithless
passed out on trains that are going nowhere
baptized by fire in holy warfare

the flames of the underworld
are hotter than you think
the bodies of the damned 
perpetually stink
you're a product of your environment
so please dont blame yourself
but there's no point in blaming anybody else

you're obsessed with the moon
salvation wont be coming soon

strange ceremonies and blood rituals
evil black magic and dark crystals
pagans and witchcraft are your only hope
theres so many things you'll never know

songs of birds echo through my room at night
ballerinas made of glass await me in daylight
songs of birds echo through my room at night
ballerinas made of glass await me in daylight

i died long ago because i killed myself trying to rebel
and im sorry but im already so far gone i cant love anyone

Wicca Kids

warmest thanks to @gezebellegaburgably for the beautiful vocals

lyrics:
i’m waking up to stars
the gypsies came and we travelled far
we danced and sang and spun until we bled

with my fingers numb,
count my heart beats to the beat of the drum
no one’s gonna save you when things get glum

i’ll wait behind
throw my body off a cliff
i don’t know how you live like this

blind, sleep deprived
i can’t find my morning star,
we’ve all forgotten who we are

we got lost in the creek
no one around, all fickle and weak
i wanted meaning, i want answers soon

he got shot in the head
i’ve wandered along, but i’m already dead
i’m already dead

i’ll wait behind
throw my body off a cliff
i don’t know how you live like this

blind, sleep deprived
i can’t find my morning star,
we’ve all forgotten who we are

(gezebelle)
i can't do this anymore, i can't fuck these stupid whores
you don't think you've made mistakes but it's time you've known your place
everything you do is fake, you lie just to exaggerate, manipulate without mistake and put yourself in other's pain
you always go on and on, always leading me on, going against yourself self-loathing carousel, constantly measuring, always remembering, breaking and entering, leave you surrendering

(the stars don’t care about you at all
i don’t wanna answer when you call
my morning star is going, i can’t find my hope its showing
everybody says we can live another day
if we just drink our lives away
i don’t know what you’re thinking, why isn’t anybody speaking)

The Breakup Suite (Duster Cover)

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