Speaking of Slime Princess, she misses you

can’t get over you

born in 1985, an adopted child of a heavy-hearted woman and a jolly/dejected father, I lived as a stranger in my skin for a while. life was not bad, it was undefined, lacking clarity and something more. ledges to latch onto on the climb through all the lessons of life were spread wildly across the face of a great mountain range with vast distances between chasms and peaks. I find recurring dreams, like winged monkeys in flying suits at night, circling the house. obviously, a classic Wizard of Oz motif. with no yellow brick road, I watch from my bedroom window... as a squadron of big men below, wearing fuzzy hats are holding silver spears, patrolling my own back yard. they move in unison through torch light flicker flames. I’m watching them marching. it’s frightening. I hear them singing, “OHREOHREOHREOHREYOHOHO…” wake up terrified and confused and alone. hear something calling me to look outside at four years old and I see the same scene I'd just seen, repeating. the men there, patrolling, their voices are booming, singing, “OHREOHREOHREOHREYOHOHO…”

recursing nightmare
see the ending at the start
nothing left to fear

nothing left to fear

thirty-three (smashing pumpkins cover)

last chance to see

a collection of songs I've made for mostly fun and some projects

music that i made over the past like 2 years that i listen to a lot

Scattered Rain

do you remember? (prod. break a leg)

wont lie so

Artist: i'll explain everything to the geese 
Album: farewell 
available everywhere, link in my bio <3

blood from stone

verse 1
play me by the heart strings
and play a little bass line underneath
you wear your charm like a worn out coat
and i’m walking along the edge of hope

was it really so decieving?
i couldn’t feel myself bleeding
numbed by the face of who i thought
was some kind of saint, but who was not



chorus 1
so don’t wait
there’s more this summer than a summer dream
i have a lot to carry and it’s buried deep
true that i i wasn’t falling in love with you
so that’s why, it’s fine
there’s nothing to lose


verse 2
glistened for the first time
until all the sweetness went sour
half afraid beneath the waves
turning to the priestess and the tower

from kissing me to fleeting
still i was like a moth to the flame
i mistook your lack of words
for some kind of want that you deferred



chorus 2
so don’t wait
there’s more this summer than a summer dream 
in this life my roots are buried by the willow trees
scared that i might be falling in love with you
but it’s fine, i’ll get by
there’s nothing to lose




bridge 
i go back to february every time i sleep
even now, the red has faded from the autumn leaves
every night it’s like im watching a movie screen
you’re up on stage and ive got a front row seat
eyes pried open as i watch you leave
these days i wish my memories would let me 
be


chorus 3
so don’t wait
there’s more this summer than a summer dream
i want a lasting lover not a two month fling
tell me i, i wasn’t falling in love with you
but i, can’t lie 
i wanted you to be
it’s fine, ill find
someone who could be
so goodbye, i tried
my “something to lose”

summer dream

Original Song
by Phil Dutton & Les Corlett

Lyrics

I was drowning in my sorrow,
With no strength left to fight.
Every whisper in the silence
only led me to the night.
I was searching for redemption,
In the shadows of my pain,
But every road that I travelled,
Just brought me back again.
	
All through the morning,
As I tried to rise and stand,
I stumbled on the memories,
Of the fire in my hands.
In the slow destruction
of my soul.
In the slow destruction,
Of my soul.

I was crippled by addiction, 
I was lost beyond belief. 
I was blinded by the notion, 
That I couldn't find relief.
I was tempted by the evil,
That was coursing through my veins.
I was praying that somebody,
Would release me from my chains.

All through the morning,
As I tried to rise and stand,
I stumbled on the memories,
Of the fire in my hands.
In the slow destruction
of my soul.
In the slow destruction,
Of my soul.
I heard someone outside knocking,
But I wouldn't let them in.
Fragile as I may have been,
I broke like porcelain.
The weight of every secret,
Was too heavy to confess,
So I built a wall around me,
In the silence of my mess.

All through the morning,
As I tried to rise and stand,
I stumbled on the memories,
Of the fire in my hands.
In the slow destruction
of my soul.
In the slow destruction,
Of my soul.
In the slow destruction,
Of my soul.

ADDICTION

plaque on the teeth of an empire

https://ericadams.wtf

nothing left to fear

eric adams