I Blame You

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Lyrics:
(Wash nine Wash miles)
(Wash up on the riverbank)
(Hinges)

It washed up on the riverbank last night
A frail bodied, weean donny
Back scared on the shoulder blades
He couldn't speak a word of our tongue
So we took him in, gave him clothes
He hid whenever he saw the sun

The town called him a devil
A beast born in the words
They said he killed the first borns
With the famine a decade back
He used to have wings
And answered only to Samael

He seemed only nine years old
His face cracked like an abby arch
The fog cast a concrete spell
I new kind of transparent saint, he sat
With the face of a messianic, martyred star

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

But then he stood up, skin half dripping off
His frail body broke the rope
And dropped down from the bonfire
He crawled from the sun, the villagers fled
Half way through the woods
We found him with stubs on his back

He looked to the sky,
He aged a thousand years

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

His face contorted, he screamed out in pain
The nubs grew, the blood spewed
He raised in the air, the nubs grew feathers
His feet left the floor and he burst into ashes

Nine miles, the gates blew off their hinges
Nine miles, one hundred years so solemn

ANTI MERIDIAN

WEIRDO

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Every time I’ve heard the word “gaslighting,” it’s been in the wildest twist of irony—coming from someone trying to gaslight me by accusing me of gaslighting. That’s manipulation at its finest. A psychological chokehold. A way to control someone without ever laying a finger on them.

This track is my take on that toxic push-and-pull—the mind games, the confusion, the emotional smoke and mirrors. I built it from the ground up: produced the beat, crafted the AI visuals, and fused my own vocals with AI’s for a surreal, almost haunting vibe. The result? A song that feels just as disorienting as the game it’s about.


Gaslightn X Arial Summers (prod. by Hatchicist)

DATELINE

“Mm… don’t play with me, baby…”
Don’t make me a headline on Dateline,
’Cause I don’t do heartbreak twice…

You keep switchin’ up the story, babe,
Your alibi don’t match your face.
You movin’ like you wanna catch a case—
Not with me, boy, stay in your place.

I see the texts you tried to hide,
You better pray that I let it slide.
You start actin’ brand new,
And Dateline gon’ wonder what happened to you.

Boy, my love is rare, don’t treat it cheap,
You lose me once, that’s shhh you keep.
If you go ghost, don’t be surprised
When Dateline tryna piece together why…

Don’t make me a headline on Dateline,
’Cause I don’t do heartbreak twice.
If you play me, boy, don’t waste your time—
You’ll be the case they analyze.

You start actin’ brand new,
And Dateline gon’ wonder what happened to you.
Don’t twist my heart into your storyline—
I don’t want that interview.

I’m the quiet one ’til you cross that line,
Then every red flag look like a sign.
You runnin’ wild thinkin’ you won’t get caught—
But karma take notes like a camera shot.

Try me if you want to, babe,
But I don’t play detective games.
Your secrets talk, your shadows loud,
Dateline gon’ break it down for the crowd.

If you keep actin’ off the grid,
They’ll be like, “Where the hell he been?”
Lookin’ lost in that storyline—
Baby, that’s on you, not on mine.

Don’t lie to a woman with intuition…
Mm, trust me, baby…
Your whole vibe feelin’ like a contradiction…
That’s how you make the news at night…

Don’t make me a headline on Dateline,
’Cause I don’t do heartbreak twice.
If you play me, boy, don’t waste your time—
You’ll be the case they analyze.

You start actin’ brand new,
And Dateline gon’ wonder what happened to you.
Keep runnin’ through lies you can’t outrun—
I don’t want that interview.

Baby don’t be the mystery
…that Dateline solves for me.

Dateline

What's good this is Hatchicist (Christopher Holmes) I  am a rapper, singer, producer, and Graphic designer. I have over 15 yrs of experience within music and art, but I'm learning more each day. I do all my album and single art. Send me a message if you need anything. 