slimy oozing bubbling stuff erupting

touching all my clean white t shirts

dont ask me where ive been or ill have to lie

floating

in reference to my weekend

asleep behind the wheel 

havent eaten

feels good

try to keep it real

my body armor is so camoflaughed, bitch!

its got invisible rocket launchers right on it

holding on to way too much

watching my hair grow 

fucked up    

broken bones 

i notice those hurt the most when you wake up and remember how they happened



time for altered vision 

betrayed

i know you feel that way 

while im indifferent

betrayed 



who do i need to hurt?

to make shame a motivator that will work 

and after that sustain an outlook 

without constantly reminding me of how long it took

i know it wont be like before



i never believed that 

i know we both see that i need to do more 

i said i agree that 

this shit wont stop driving a wedge in the floor     



exceptions 

satisfaction is guaranteed

except when i dont land on my feet 

exceptions

i love them

just please love me  



and im a beast when 

my anger reaches my dome 

its just a circle

but it is all ive ever known

Bad Boy Cat Toy

Probably my favorite song on this album.
The "main loop" is from a rehearsal recording of my math-rock type band, Ultra Death Men, sped up and cut up.
The song is about a lot of things, as always, but was most heavily inspired by my first trip to San Diego. It was a pretty strange, negative, and intense part of my life, but the experiences I had there had profound effects on my outlook.
The first line of the lyrics references one night Bradlea and I were driving through the desert and the entire dusk sky was literally a full rainbow.
The reiteration of that part of the song the second time is about how I'd wake up every morning to a collection of four cats sleeping on me and they'd all scramble away from me when they realized I was awake, as if to hide the fact that they'd been sleeping on me.

Loud Noise In My Room

vocals @devimccallion

prod @lushsoma @fern_shy

This isn't what I wanted...
I need to keep my colors safe
I never tell. bout it
I pull the image from their eyes

This world is nothing to you
Your absence makes the planet die
Ill catch my echo in your throat
Don't you know this world is nothing without you?

Kill your thoughts and then some
Acting up and then some
Try to fuck and then some

Feel the world and then some
Fear the world and then some 
fill the world and then...

Have a love and then some
Play the game and then some
Make the world and then some
Fill the world and then some

Fear the world and then some 
Put the palm-
Put the palm
Put the world in the palm of your hand


This isn't what I wanted...
I need to keep my colors safe
I never tell. bout it
I pull the image from their eyes

This world is nothing to you
Your absence makes the planet die
Ill catch my echo in your throat
Don't you know this world is nothing without you?

Kill your thoughts and then some
Acting up and then some
Try to fuck and then some

Feel the world and then some
Fear the world and then some 
fill the world and then...

Have a love and then some
Play the game and then some
Make the world and then some
Fill the world and then some

Fear the world and then some 
Put the palm-
Put the palm
Put the world in the palm of your hand

WHAT i WANTED

A fire that bridges the world

It's supposed to sound like that. Track art by THE yogurt200 (reading HEARTLOVEPOWERTEMPLE, Precious Theatre or **certified tumblr classic** 8eyes is highly reccomended)
https://zombaewalk.bandcamp.com/
https://yogurt200.com/

lyrics
(devi:)
looking away
counting up pay
we couldn't find out a way
we couldn't save-
we couldn't wait
we couldn't get on a plane
searching but nowhere is safe
who're we to blame?
we couldn't chill for a day
when you put food on a plate it doesn't stay

in the darkness of the night
could we make the image bright?
we could walk up to its edge
is it (solace/soulless) in our minds?
could you tell us about our lives
if we're casted to the side

i can't fuck with out drugs
i don't even want to fuck without drugs
x4

spend it down
i don't have the spirit in my life
i don't have the energy or time
wear me out
hear me out--
everything i get is alright
everything you get is alright
wipe us out

(zombAe:)
i ain't fuck since i got sober
no ice three years still my nose hurt
my skin gets older and the earth get hotter
and the guns get bigger and my cock gets smaller
i got bills to pay bitch its build or break
when i cracked the seal, guess i sealed my fate
i just want to grill, i got krill to make
hope brumhildas waiting after all this strife
use your jokers knife, make me stepfords wife
i'm not mesmerized, i guess sex is nice
im just crashing crashin losing attraction
not fit for leo, seinfeld or brad pitt
chinks got some armor
aint tryna crack it?
could be bad bitch
no time for that shit
i'm a christmas cake, got a list of dates
and a list of dicks i done pissed away

(devi:)
spend it down
i don't have the spirit in my life
i don't have the energy or time
wear me out
hear me out--
everything i get is alright
everything you get is alright
wipe us out

Exhaustion Economics ft. zombAe

https://soundcloud.com/mattproxy

My landlord's flirting with me, called me skinny then evict me
I've read a lot of hentai so that shit is normal to me
Couldn't get repairs around the home
He's overseas with dying mom
Now we both dont have a mom. ha ha ha
Everything I do is shits and giggles for the fun
Everything I do is not worth shit its so much fun
You're looking like a pussy big and juicy begging for the fuck
You're looking like a pussy pussy boi tighten up

I do this shit for something like love
Never admiration, just connection to above
I cannot mind the crowd but it's nice when they show up
They don't believe a whore like me would ever talk to God

It doesn't matter how bad it gets it gets worse
I hate when girls die but I don't mind to get hurt
Heard you sold your soul and you could not tell the difference
I think thats kind of sad you never felt your own magnificence
They'll grab you by the dick throw you off a building then jump after you
Type of shit reminds me of going to middle school
I have no hope of being normal born to be a super soldier
Blow the rainbow out the sky and give God a game over

If you need me
To show you how
La la la
If you need me to show you how
How to do it
Maybe I could show you how
Psh

Say I’m pretty privilege but you don’t see how they treated me
To control the situation I make everyone my enemy
Just to be safe

Tighten Up! prod. Matt Proxy

THE RED SCARE GIRL IS SCARED TO GO OUTSIDE
SAM HYDE IS SCARED TO GO OUTSIDE
YOU COULD FLEX YOUR MUSCLES BUT YOU'RE SCARED TO GO OUTSIDE
IF YOU GO OUTSIDE EVERYONE WOULD SMILE
RED SCARE GIRL IS SCARED TO GO OUTSIDE
YOU KNOW SAM HYDE IS SCARED TO GO OUTSIDE
YOU COULD FLEX YOUR MUSCLES BUT YOU'RE SCARED TO GO OUTSIDE
COS IF YOU GO OUTSIDE THEN EVERYONE WILL SMILE

DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
THE WORST IS YET TO COME
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
THE WORST IS YET TO COME

UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH
UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH

PEOPLE MAKE JOKES THAT THEY SHOULDNT SAY
BUT THEY SHOULD BE SAFE
PEOPLE SAY THINGS THAT THEY SHOULDNT SAY BUT
THEY SHOULD BE SAFE
PEOPLE SAY THINGS THAT THEY SHOULDNT SAY
BUT THEY SHOULD BE SAFE
PEOPLE MAKE JOKES THAT THEY SHOULDNT MAKE BUT
YOU SHOULD BE SAFE
MAN YOU SHOULD BE

DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
WORSE IS YET TO COME
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH
THE THICK ENDS STILL TO COME

UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH
UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH-UH

DAS DICKE END KOMMT NOCH!

The air is thick with quiet color.

Comfort in the Grey cuts through the static — a raw, angry, and emotionally charged indie bedroom rock confession.

The song blends intricate guitar solos, fierce vocal runs, and a rebellious edge, channeling the chaos that follows heartbreak.

Every whispered line and sarcastic aside feels like a diary page ripped out mid-tear.

It’s not polished — it’s powerful.
It’s not perfect — it’s real.

Comfort in the Grey captures that moment between rage and recovery — where pain turns into self-acceptance, and silence becomes strength.

#DJOracle
#ComfortInTheGrey

Tighten Up! prod. Matt Proxy

Girls Rituals