hire (demo)

idk

fucked up when i wake up
codeine in a double cup
crushing xanax in a coffee mug
slip another underneath my tongue
might die from these prescriptions
but i guess death is all i want
because growing up all i ever knew was feeling numb
i'm a skeleton with a hollow tongue
a hollowed out shell of who i though i was

but she still calls me baby
screams it through her amber eyes
and i had nothing to live for
an empty heart but you crawled inside
i've been coming down lately
try to push the pills aside
so i'll make something of myself
so i can give you my life


woke

petite sirah

PRODUCED BY DØVES FEATURING WICCA PHASE SPRINGS ETERNAL FOR #GOTHBOICLIQUE 

ENGINEERED BY DYLAN KIM 
@GHETTOBLVSTVS @TIEFA 

ARTWORK COLLABORATION WITH REYN YEAGER 
@HIROSHISISLAND HIROSHISISLAND64.TUMBLR.COM 

DOVESCRY.BANDCAMP.COM FOR DOWNLOAD

DØVES CRY SPRINGS ETERNAL - CRY

DØVES CRY SPRINGS ETERNAL - CONTROL

DØVES CRY SPRINGS ETERNAL - COOL FT. HORSE HEAD

DØVES CRY SPRINGS ETERNAL - DAWN

DØVES CRY SPRINGS ETERNAL - SLEEPER FT. MACKNED

DØVES CRY SPRINGS ETERNAL - SIPPIN

ep2 soon

produced by døves (dovescry.bandcamp.com)
art by reyn yeager (reynyeager.com)
engineered with dylan kim (@ghettoblastersofc)

i’m holding my head, i can’t hold your hand
i already said i wasn’t meant for this

troubled by the emptiness & benzodiazepines
this is fucking atrophy, i feel it
i can’t feel shit, bourbon on my rings
i’m collecting names, setting fire to my insides

put that blade against my tongue, you know i fuck with death
i’ve been pulling powder in my lungs like i’ve got nothing left
angel wings on me, i’m already dead
halos buried with their hymns six feet from my fucking head
and i was in the back during the set
dressed in black, i didn’t get your text
maybe i left you on read (maybe you don’t understand me)
i’m under stress, under slept, i feel the noose around my neck
i feel like i don’t want to live, i feel like i’ve already bled out

cut open, sun poisoned
eyeliner, your rhetoric
a vision, mirages
i’m hollow, nothing at all

you’re poured up, new haircut
(already dead in the benz hit a hundred and five)
no feeling, young and in love
(eighteen forever got blades out i’m ready to die)
eyeliner, your parties
(headlights in my eyes, the darkness eats me up inside)
scar tissue, your skin on mine

youth

ep2 soon

produced by døves (dovescry.bandcamp.com)
art by reyn yeager (reynyeager.com)

pick me up and flip the car
i just want to die in your arms

we don't fuck with bottles at the bar
percocets & xanax on my card
and i'm in LBC with coldhart
GBC in east LA, come run up
i'm in los angeles
broken neck
heavy head
cigarettes
silhouettes
shivering
hold it in
half breaths
my eyes are red from all of this
and i think this is it
leg over the ledge

we shared smoke
you shared the words behind your lips
and i was alone
i wasn't anything at all
you're just tall bones
with your soft skin against my neck
and the tears on it
and the words that i left you with were my own
but my hands shake and my legs break
i swear that you don't ache like i ache
i swear that you can't hate like i hate
i know there's passion in the pain
i can't relate

envelop my scars like you broke down and held me
while i'm feigning addiction, all this time out in LA
like i swear that i'm trying
and i swear that you're helping
and i swear i'm a good man

døves

rory

ep2 soon

produced by døves (dovescry.bandcamp.com)
featuring @horsehead1990
art by reyn yeager (reynyeager.com)
sample from a @bellarubyy cover of horse head's "i'm used to that"

horse head:
how could i ever get used to missing that
and if you give it up, you can't take it back
drugs have been keeping me up at night
under club lights, i'm such a mess tonight
i couldn't wait to be back home
one more show then i can be alone
i feel so bad when she sings my songs
she sounds so alone, like she's used to that
she feels so bad, the way i sing my songs
i feel so alone and i'm used to that
i'm used to that, i want it back
i'm true to it, go through with this
i'm moving back to where i'm from
i had you in nothing but black then
now i only speak of you in past tense
thought i had it, i couldn't grasp it
now it's slipping away into blackness

døves:
i'm used to that, i'm using that
i want you bad, i want the black
and you want to see me in past tense
i had you in nothing but black then
and i was in the party, you were at the gate
and i could call you in and we could slip away
and maybe we could talk if i could stay awake
but i just took a clip and i'm fading away
you can't help, you're too late
(time spent painted in white)
recalling all the words you said
like i could ever fall for that
(eyes mint, amber and blind)
i was just a fuck you had
like you would ever love me back
visions keep me up at night, poison warms the cold inside
like my life through your eyes

used ft. horse head

ep2

dovescry.bandcamp.com/album/ep2
all proceeds donated to planned parenthood.

produced by døves
artwork by reyn yeager (reynyeager.com)

medicine ft. jpdreamthug

should have ft. wicca phase springs eternal

dressed ft. wicca phase springs eternal

featuring wicca phase springs eternal
produced and engineered by døves
album image by nickie

beloved ft. wicca phase springs eternal

looks ft. wicca phase springs eternal

download:
https://cremationlily.bandcamp.com/track/lovers-against-the-rocks-rmx

original:
https://cremationlily.bandcamp.com/album/lovers-against-the-rocks

mastered by stephen bishop
art by moss harvest

thank you zen

cremation lily x døves - lovers against the rocks (rmx)

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cremation lily x døves - understanding forever

døves & fish narc - glass ep

produced by fish narc
engineered by døves
cover art by arthur cooke
featuring lil lotus & cold hart

gothboiclique

døves & fish narc - armor

døves & fish narc - give (feat. cold hart)

døves & fish narc - glass (feat. lil lotus)

døves & fish narc - open

five

four

three

ft. wicca phase springs eternal

u4k sooner or later

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