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"SUNRISE"
SONGS TO LISTEN TO WHEN STARING AT UR CEILING AT 5AM N YOU GOT WORK TOMORROW
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yv7ubzy0n9k

_TRACKLIST_
SALEM - SUNRISE
WASTED PENGUINZ - ANXIETY
UNO BILLIONAIRE BLACK - COSTA RICA SLOWED
BALLOUT CHIEF KEEF - PILL PARTY
SALEM - SICK SLOWED
DJ SMOKEY - WHILE I'M CHIEFIN HAY 
SEMATARY - COME WITH ME TO HELL SLOWED

HOLDER - "SUNRISE" MIX

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B53 I’m on the scope
Iced rounds sussed out like I’m a nope
Penetration this life is not yours like fuck
Sand tongue out of body like palm flux
Peek round your corner I chose a couple clones of you
Feverish bliss makes your lie turn true
Take off and dispose of the mute mouth of reason
B53s, B52s rain down wet season

Inside, inside your mind 
I can touch the ceiling 
Until denounced what’s been gone
Peel it off with true knives 

Fell asleep at the worlds end collider 
Tie a brick to your ankle
Among your writings only one needs deciphered 
Written in water below the table

And I would wonder why we needed 53 now
When zero went just as well
Glass hearts couldn’t handle the shock then
My bombs were bigger then than now

B53 I’m on the scope
Iced rounds sussed out like I’m a nope
Penetration this life is not yours like fuck
Sand tongue out of body like palm flux
Peek round your corner I chose a couple clones of you
Feverish bliss makes your lie turn true
Take off and dispose of the mute mouth of reason
B53s, B52s rain down wet season

I’ve been tasked to enact the time of an angel
Don’t play around or I’ll strike you with Imhullu
There’s something wrong with the air my heads spinning like hula
Slave of the mind, you were a pack when I knew ya
Bottomless presence like a hole in your head
Your claim as an idjit, I think was heaven sent
Fragmentation beyond, like I’m gonna be dead
Still tryna figure out what the hell you meant

B53 I’m on the scope
Iced rounds sussed out like I’m a nope
Penetration this life is not yours like fuck
Sand tongue out of body like palm flux
Peek round your corner I chose a couple clones of you
Feverish bliss makes your lie turn true
Take off and dispose of the mute mouth of reason
B53s, B52s rain down wet season

It’s been so long since I remembered
Shrapnel tears combine with the embers
Plastic brain created in December
A prophecy beyond what we could dismember
So stoked to finally be created
But the collective had been depreciated 
While we’ve been all getting inebriated 
It’s been, it’s been

Eyes into crystal, scrap yard divine

HOLDER - "SUNRISE" MIX

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