swaggers

the hills

glowing nervous system

beautiful rivalry

Ugly Ducklings - Demo

I remastered a bunch of old Will Wood Project songs pt 2

Sing the SingerSongwriter Song (Remastered by Izzy Izix) - A Verbal Equinox

"Ever wonder what happened to the internet? Wondered why every creator you used to love seems so vacant and emotionless? I believe it has to do with the fact that the wild west we once knew has been paved over by massive corporations and prideless sociopaths who will take their money no questions asked. Everyone has to have the hottest takes, wildest reactions, and mind boggling stunts to make any impact. 

We used to make fun of money grabbing pogging youtubers. You used to be shamed for scamming people and wasting their time. Now the sanctuary for the weird and outcast has been taken over by the same people that were dying to avoid us. Why are we doing prank videos again? I’m not listening to you interview a well documented TERF. Go fuck yourself, moron."
– Cricket!



LYRICS

(Alright. One, two, three, four)

Have you heard this one, it's a new sensation
By those two guys with rape allegations
They're back online, and starting a new podcast

Where they shill their merch like it's an indulgence
And spend an hour on racist tangents
With age demographics in the single digits

But anything is good enough for content
Use obnoxious bright red circles so they'll watch it
Anything to fill your motherfucking empty pockets
I'd say see you in hell, but I forgot to ring the bell


Now I refuse to name any of these people
Cause that would give them the excuse to use
This song to fuel a fucking two hour podcast

Where they go in circles repeating nothing
And stupid kids go and watch it blindly
And think "Wow, its so cool to be so mean and edgy!"

But anything is good enough for content
As you preach to kids you don't believe in consent
Anything to fill your motherfucking empty pockets
I'd say see you in hell, but I forgot to ring the bell

You sold your soul
(Sold your fucking soul)

Do you really think I hadn't noticed all the hate and trauma?
Your ignorant self indulgent lifestyle only spreads the mess of kids who think they're smart enough to not get sucked into your pipeline
But, I know you're addicted to those lies!

You'll cry and whine on screen
And never take accountability!
This isn't slick trickery
There's no sigma grindset, just slavery!

The world is run by fakes and assholes
Who think that if you weren't born
Into a picture perfect home then
You deserve to die alone
They want you feeling like your worthless
Blindly fund who you're a fan of
Take your life in your own hands
You aren't immune to propaganda!

You sold your soul
(Sold your fucking soul)

Now, if a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, and you still can't name 10 books
If a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, and you still can't name 10 books
If a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, and you still can't name 10 books
If a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, and you still can't name 10 books!

name 10 books - cricket!

song by cricket!theguy !! i dont own this but its not on soundcloud so im putting it here



LYRICS

You wanna spread the flame
Get the blood off of your name
Live your life and forget all of this shit
Well, we fought this before
And we'll fight it once more
Do you really think that you're so innocent?

You'd think that I'd be sick of this, the ignorance and bliss
That I'd wanna start gouging my eyes
Well, now more than ever, we face it together
It's a blessing and a curse to be alive

Woah, I don't really know
What tomorrow will bring, will you break the machine
Just to protect your glass moral code?
Woah, I don't wanna know
What you think is the bloat, rip out each other's throats
I don't wanna hear about your new scapegoat

When the fire starts to burn
Think of all the things you've learned
Use your brain 'cuz maybe it's just all bad luck
Trust your gut, take the leap
Try to land on your feet
And if you don't, then you get the fuck back up

And there's no time for playing or pissing around
Lick your wounds, then get back to the game
They want you to quit, call you a hypocrite
And make you forget you know how to rage

Woah, I don't really know
What tomorrow will bring, what this world even means
Why you fake having a moral code
Woah, I don't wanna know
Paralyzed from the smoke, terrified you'll be choked
I don't wanna hear about your new scapegoat

Eyes burning, dripping, yellow fluid in your lungs
It blackens your throat with the heat of the sun
Signs are dropped as bodies follow
Everyone else threw in the towel

Feet stomping, cracking, as your ears continue ringing
You look to the sky and see angels singing
Taste the concrete as you reach out your hand
An early death was always the plan

How can I continue the show
When it's a crime to even know?
When it's a crime to break the mold?
This bloody circle's getting old

Every four fucking years, they spin the wheel of fear
Choose a different country, color, or creed
And they fall for it, so what's the point of the polls?
To pick your favorite conduit of greed?

So much for land of the free, 'cuz if you're not like me
You'll be shot and then stripped of your name
I don't wanna go to Mars, or own a self-driving car
I want my friends and family to know they're safe

I believe in the morality of man
And I believe in a greater community
I don't believe that our politicians care
No matter how much you chant their fucking names

I believe that I will help my fellow man
I believe that if he can, he will help me
I don't believe in your false idols or your heirs
No matter how they choose to point the blame

I believe in the morality of man
I believe in a greater community
I don't believe that our politicians care
No matter how much you chant their fucking names

I believe that I will help my fellow man
I believe that if he can, he will help me
I don't believe in your false idols or your heirs
No matter how they choose to point the blame

(Hey!)

scapegoat - cricket!

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2-In The Wind Jeff Snyder Distant Messenger

For this

dont waste your time

jewellery and teeth

itch

i heard

been using a cassette tape player to create some p rad sounds for this track n the rest of the album

weird artist from north yorkshire, england
(they/them)

i heard

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