cut off my hands
theyre only pain
im trying not
to mix our blood 
its not the same
to mix our blood 
its all the same
getting high never coming down

cut off my hands
theyre only pain
im trying not
to fix our lungs
theyre not the same
to fix our lungs
theyre all the same
getting high never coming down

feels right
to feel so wrong
never coming down again
feels wrong
to feel so right
never coming down again

cut off my hands
theyre only pain
im trying not
to mix our blood 
its not the same
im trying to mix our blood
its all the same
getting high never coming down again

Cump Dump

Goodbye Love... Hello Heartache...

Prolonged Isolation

prod. tay

lyrics:

every night
it’s so 
hard to
sleep 

and i
don’t ever
wanna 
think again

everybody
stops 
talkin to 
me

and i
don’t no
i don’t want
new friends

outta my
mind and 
keep it outta
my sight 

imma be 
imma be 
alright 

oooohhh

imma be 
alright

doin drugs
to get 
close
to you

what the
hell was 
i supposed
to do?

i just 
wanted 
some
company 

and i know
damn well
you were
lonely

didn’t 
want it 
any other way
so 

what the
hell was 
i supposed 
to say? 

i just
wanted 
some 
company 

and i know
damn well
you loved
me

oooohhh

imma be
imma be 
alright 

ooooohhh

imma be 
imma be 
alright 

ooooohhh

imma be 
imma be 
alright 

ooooohhh

imma be 
imma be 
alright

i did drugs just so you'd like me

OK I Guess Not

Daisylung

Split With the Loner(s)

Apple Cider Vinegar

mad planets - Yr version of cool

Spring Songs

Be a Toy

Overthinking (Sadder Version)

Oh the stars they whispered softly

THE UNMAPPED PLAIN

Poem
The horizon forgets its line,
folds itself into mist and motion.
Grass hums without colour,
a thousand silences leaning in one direction.

No path, only the memory of paths—
footsteps erased by their own return.
Rivers rehearse the shape of longing,
never the same current twice.

Mountains drift,
slow as thought,
wearing clouds like unfinished sentences.

Light moves through the air
like someone looking for their name.
And in the centre—nothing certain,
only the pulse that keeps the distance real.

Song lyrics are based on the original poem by Steve Lewis.

Interpretation 
“The Unmapped Plain” is a meditation on transience and perception, using landscape imagery as a metaphor for consciousness itself. The poem dissolves the boundaries between solid and fluid—mountains drift, rivers remember, horizons fold—suggesting that the natural world mirrors the instability of thought and memory. The absence of clear paths or colour evokes a state of introspection where certainty gives way to flux, and identity becomes as mutable as weather. Light searching “for its name” becomes a symbol of awareness seeking meaning within an ever-shifting reality. Ultimately, the poem portrays both landscape and mind as open systems—unmapped, self-erasing, and beautifully uncertain.

Image
A dreamlike landscape depicting a horizon fading into mist, with lush grass that seems to hum and a sense of silence. Imagery includes no clear paths, but traces of past footsteps. Rivers winding through the scene, symbolizing longing and change. Mountaintops appearing to drift slowly, shrouded in clouds. Light moving gently through the atmosphere, conveying a search for identity, while at the centre, an abstract representation of uncertainty and the pulse of reality.


THE UNMAPPED PLAIN

Pill Friends - Worthless

Shut Up

Leave My Body in Milwaukee

Old Songs

Foxing - Friendly Homes

new demo:

goodbye hell
goodbye god
goodbye sun
and trailer home
goodbye mall
and step dad
goodbye flesh
goodbye drugs
im all done, im so gone
im all done, im so wrong
im all done, im so gone
im all done, playing mall goth

mall goth

metamorphosis (cover your arms are my cocoon 🦋)

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