I SAW CRACKS START TO FORM IN THE SKIN YOU'RE WASHING RAW

Always love the instrumental behind Gao’s songs. This one with the choir(?) and guitar came out so pretty and powerful

R3TRO

when i move i

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glide (w/ bruhmanegod)

please stay, i'll give you all i have
-+-
wallet dry
cuz i spent my money on you tonight
come again tomorrow, what you wanna buy?
as long as you dont talk to that guy

wallet dry
but i hope i dont have to buy all of your time
say "i love you back" and my heart's in the sky
please tell me what you want, swear to god imma try

to give it to ya
give to ya babe
give it to ya
just so you can stay

give it to ya
give to ya babe
give it to ya
because you make my day

i talk about you in all my love songs
and im glad it doesnt feel so wrong
cuz it feels like we belong
but i dont like that you are gone

i hope i dont look like a creep
cuz i just wanna be you and me
i hope more than i can believe
in myself that we are complete

wallet dry
cuz i spent my money on you tonight
come again tomorrow, what you wanna buy?
as long as you dont talk to that guy

wallet dry
but i hope i dont have to buy all of your time
say "i love you" back and my heart's in the sky
please tell me what you want, swear to god imma try

to give it to ya
give to ya babe
give it to ya
just so you can stay

give it to ya
give to ya babe
give it to ya
because you make my day

im desperate for your love
i wanna be with you, on the lord above
i wanna feel your hand, wanna feel your touch
your looks hit me hard like sucker punch

i love you
but it's really hard just to tell the truth
about how i feel and what to do
when you're a mystery and i aint got no clue

wallet dry
cuz i spent my money on you tonight
come again tomorrow, what you wanna buy?
as long as you dont talk to that guy

wallet dry
but i hope i dont have to buy all of your time
say "i love you" back and my heart's in the sky
please tell me what you want, swear to god imma try

to give it to ya (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)
give to ya babe (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)
give it to ya (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)
just so you can stay (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)

to give it to ya (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)
give to ya babe (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)
give it to ya (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)
because you make my day (imma, imma, imma give it to ya)

Wallet Dry

WALLET DRY

STAY SLUDGED.

VERSE 1 (Gao)

Mold man from the clay I gave him breath//

Programmed to obey evading death//

Natural state was naked and ashamed//

Ego mutated, soon they satiated all encoded hate with blades in flesh//

I walked among the subjects then I wept//

Human software was corrupted when I slept//

Run a system diagnostic//

Veins were splitting like the faucet bursts when frigid//

Turned man upright to pay my debt//


PRECHORUS (sal & Gao)

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be//



VERSE 2 (Gao)

Mold man from the clay I gave him breath//

Programmed to obey evading death//

Natural state was naked and ashamed//

Ego mutated, soon they satiated all encoded hate with blades in flesh//

I walked among the subjects then I wept//

Human software was corrupted when I slept//

Run a system diagnostic//

Veins were splitting like the faucet bursts when frigid//

Turned man upright to pay my debt//


HOOK (Gao)

Cradle of civilization built with the data stole from the gods//

Frostbitten fingers clamped round the throats of their neighbors//

Frozen to thawed//

Twisted warmth into war//

Pandora was framed//

I opened the box//

Now the birds pick at my organs//

The risk was in vain//

They're devoted to loss//

Pitied abominations//

Robbed the pantheon for what?//

Should never have formed the creation of my hands beyond the dust//

Made darkness outta blue light//

They’re breaking axioms and trust//

They were savages in shadows//

Now they're savages with lux//


Verse 3 (NotNevi & Gao)

Tapping turned attacking//

Tell me who hurts when it ends//

Tapping turned to terror called it in by our own hands//

Can't control the cadence of the count to our descent//

Can't control my life so I don't care ‘bout when it ends//

Should have known there'd be death//

When the stone first connected the with the skull like it's a network//

Try drying off the money from the wetwork//

Blood and ink is running from your dress shirt//

Huh//
Half our idols beyond sinister//

We destroyed the land when we were merely but a visitor//

They followed the man, exploitation plagues the villages//

Our creations pillage, kill, deplete and then we leave the earth//


HOOK (Gao)

Cradle of civilization built with the data stole from the gods//

Frostbitten fingers clamped round the throats of their neighbors//

Frozen to thawed//

Twisted warmth into war//

Pandora was framed//

I opened the box//

Now the birds pick at my organs//

The risk was in vain//

They're devoted to loss//


Pitied abominations//

Robbed the pantheon for what?//

Should never have formed the creation of my hands beyond the dust//

Made darkness outta blue light//

They’re breaking axioms and trust//

They were savages in shadows//

Now they're savages with lux//



OUTRO (sal & Gao)

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be so much more//

You could be//

PROMETHEUS (ft. NotNevi + sal)

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PAROUSIA

PHANTASM

INSOMANIA

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Ephemeral Love feat. Gao the Arsonist

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
strip the skin away,
peel it from your bones,
every single day you wear that shit like clothes,
no that's not your face, don't act like you don't know,
reveal yourself, the hidden part of it, you loathe, it,
poses a threat to the reputation you created,
bodies in frozen in death,
goes to show it's you who's craving,
eyes on the outside,
lies out your mouth,
I'm trying this out.

I'm looking to be introspective,
but it's like looking through windows, tinted,
yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing,
I'm simply digging,
under my skin,
introspective,
heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning,
drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling,
into my head to unearth what's within.

It's kinda difficult to dig in when your shovel made of metaphors,
melt it, make the metal boil,
scrape the shielding off my skin,
i'll wear it thin,
just with my finger nails, I swear to God,
there will be a clear divide,
maybe my focus should be medicinal,
popping pills and selling more,
shooting shit and getting whores,
I frequently forget who the fuck i'm feeling for,
I'd be as common as the hookers who get abortions, (nigga)
orphan in the body of troubled child,
Return home to shovel piles of bullshit that say otherwise,
doors rattling on they're hinges became lullabies,
turned locks the only thing that keep my fucking brain inside, my head,
Instead of spread thin,
across the walls,
next to my bed frame,
bled, drained refreshing thoughts to let the red rain pour,
trying to break apart the stone inside my rib-cage,
pour out my heart, ripped apart all the head games,
honestly?
I'm a little brittle like old bones in the catacombs,
wanna see?
grab a chisel, whittle away at my base, collapse like dominoes,
gotta be,
the most defensive, tend to hate correcting,
almost body bagged em all,
Odyssey?
epic events, ain't too extensive,
apologies, thought it'd be,
hard to see all of my fronting is fallacy,
honesty's costly, it cannot be bought for free,
sometimes what's in my mind tilts to controversy,
I have the tendency to proceed cautiously,
you should fear what the fuck i'm about to be-
-come,
everybody's been through shit and yeah, I've seen some,
wide open like the mouths of some bodies lean-slumped,
matter of fact, rattle facts off like machine gun.

I'm looking to be introspective,
but it's like looking through windows, tinted,
yeah, I'm screaming over cymbals, ringing,
I'm simply digging,
under my skin,
introspective,
heart cooking on a spit-roast, spinning,
drinking glass with a slit throat, drilling,
into my head to unearth what's within.

Introspective

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.

'pose I owe the loneliness to hours even evening skies sleep.
only pillow talk I dribble out is cursing with the cotton in my teeth.

sticky sheets, the liquids reeking as they mix,
pretty pink from the seamen and the wrists, (yah)
fluids diluted by sweat seeping from my skin.
pity peaches and the tree branch that they're picked from.

still saw dawn in the A.M.
tears are dried by the A.M.
A.M.
A.M.

A.M.

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invisibility cloak (prod. brahman)

Gao the Arsonist aka Sludgegod Gao aka OJ Sludgeson aka the boy with the mask and the overalls

STAY SLUDGED

business inquiries: ferri@goodproblems.co

PAROUSIA

Gao the Arsonist (@gaothearsonist)

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