Name: Florist Puke (BMX on LSD) by dwicko
Duration: 4 min 17 s
Description: Better than most of the tunes I heard on this CD i found in the ditch after crashing my bike on acid in 1997 on a school night

Growing In Circles

Its like when you think you should buy plastic trinkets for momentary dopamine happiness but then realize the whole system is a ponzi scheme that enriches genocidal monsters and you have contributed to the horror and must continue to do so or perish

Got to have it [Piano RIFFFFFF]

Fill Me Up with Nitrous Released the November 11 and is the last song released before joining soundcloud. The song is my take on the all evolving pop genre with influences from all over the world. I would be glad if you give it a listen!

Fill Me With Nitrous

Fill Me Up With Nitrous

Tim Wish You Were Born A Girl

Our Song

A freestyle, reminiscing about life on the west coast, over a g-funk inspired beat. 

Silver Lake Flow

Better than most of the tunes I heard on this CD i found in the ditch after crashing my bike on acid in 1997 on a school night

Florist Puke (BMX on LSD)

Panic setting, panic lurking
Someone close the curtain 
I’m betting that I keep on hurting
Smoking back to back, I’m burning
Made by Burton, I’m not real, animated clay person
Dig my hole and lay and wait for someone to throw the fucking dirt in
And I’m waking devastated when I’m thinking bout the body bags 
Visit mental graves so I’m always wearing fucking black 
Staying late up thinking and I’m breaking down from panic attacks 
Taking your reality and throwing it in the fucking trash 
I’m so numb that nothing can shake me 
Made it past the point of breaking
Brain is feeling like it’s caving
Mind and body aching 
Limbs shaking, head racing,
I’m debating my coffin or my cremation, gotta choose a place for my remains to lay in 


Made by Burton, animated clay person
Dig my hole and lay, throw the fucking dirt in


I can never rest in piece, never hittin REM during sleep
I’m internalizing deep, getting weak
My dreams are nightmares where I can’t speak, shadows climbing on my chest, grabbing my throat and choking me 
Try to scream but all I can do is weep
How long does it take to feel normal again?
I’m spending every day waiting for the day to end 
I’m on game seven with my demons and I can’t defend 
I’m transcending into heaven, from this life I was condemned 
I’m a fallen angel like I’m Lucifer, toss me into the lake
And I realize Hell is painful as I’m going up in flames 
I abandon all hope when I reach the gates
Now I’m the king of demons and they’re feeding me grapes

PANIC

electro swing about japanese claw machines. it's been a while since i've posted something hope you enjoy

Florist Puke (BMX on LSD)

dwicko

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