only if i did things right demo

Only track from the album im gonna release until its done. Get well soon and Romcom blackpill are also gonna be on it


(lyrics)
chorus: The CIA won't let me leave orange county
they've got bugs and they've got taps and they've got wires everywhere
I'm just their guinea pig, their little sciene project. These people are all fake, this towns a straight jacket. 
Everyones wearing a wire they're all actors for hire
I'm just a lab rat in their depraved game

(V1): My mother pretends to be a drunk depressed lonely leech, but I know the truth, she's an actor gathering intel. Trying to gaslight me try to make me stay and not leave. Bet they regret teaching me how to read.

(v2)conveniently placed book buried beneath the sand ,was any of it true just a psyop or coincidence. It opened  up my mind, showed me how to create and write, inspired me to leave, the CIA sensed a breach. 

(v3)
my brother pretends to be a drug addict I think he's drugging me
my father got rich quick from selling me to the agency
even when i tried to escape there was a plan to keep me in place
giving up im giving in orange county is where i'll stay

(bridge)
the cia man, they're fucking everywhere(x4)

Orange County

Mind Control- ϟCHØØL ϟHØØTΣR

completely refreshed

You'll Never Know How Peoples See You

первым подойти к тебе

bad habits always return

amnestic treatment

not my song

lyrics:

see your face in the halls
she drives me off the fucking walls
i wish you'd disappear 
but i cant stand where you're not here

i guess what im trying to say
is that you haunt me everyday
its not as crazy as it seems
because you talk to me in my dreams

so close so far
saw your face between the stars
im telling you it isnt me
or are you just too crazy
am i blind? do you care
so much you'd even love me
now you act like you dont even know me

big eyes, red cheeks
she makes me fucking weep
i miss being a man
but i dont know if i can
go around, act the same
and ignore her 
all the days i spent with her
makes time feel just like a fucking blur

hung up (deepblu cover)

The Start of Wind

an old Rudyard Kipling poem i put music to


lyrics:

When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck,
Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck,
Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck
And march to your front like a soldier.
Front, front, front like a soldier . . .

When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch,
Don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch;
She's human as you are - you treat her as sich,
An' she'll fight for the young British soldier.
Fight, fight, fight for the soldier . . .

When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,
The guns o' the enemy wheel into line,
Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,
For noise never startles the soldier.
Start-, start-, startles the soldier . . .

If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,
Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:
So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,
And wait for supports like a soldier.
Wait, wait, wait like a soldier . . .

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
So-oldier of the Queen!

completely refreshed

dumb as rocks