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winding road

when u doin big shit hell yea they supposed to hate

Orange Fanta

Last Night goes over the feelings of heartbreak and having fake friends, written and produced by yung prospect beat by farber engineering by https://soundcloud.com/lolydkm

Last Night

are you okay? (unmastered)

Moving Out

Open Up

Need a Friend

Acoustic Song

Wasting Time

Gone, Gone, Gone

A song inspired by the Robert Eggers' film "The Lighthouse".

prod. @wurlishmouk
mix. @headhaunter
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

I thought I saw it inside yesterday’s tide
below the leaky vessels that our yellow rays guide
and inky albatross feathers take flight
far above a trident wielding god who tethers great whites

the lighthouse stretches so high
and the fire in the top is like a lidless gold eye
spire on a rock and a witless lowlife
with a wooden figurine that he whittles all night

I looked into the sea and saw a shimmering light
and the shadow of his famous weapon with its three spikes
where souls of dead sailors hold their mysteries tight
and are only freed from their shackles when the king likes

mermaid dreams, salty foam skies
wailings of a siren but the harpies don’t cry
bloated whale carcass and larvae grown flies
spectre sails flown where the pirate parties won’t pry

mesmerized by the burning wick bright
stare at black waves infinite that turn your insides
work there with a person that you’re sure to despise
as you murmur words of murder ’til it hurts your windpipe

empty lobster traps and the last red drop of wine
spoiled rations lost among the jagged rocks and brine
talking at seagulls that clearly haven’t got the time
slack jawed and petrified within the lantern’s haunting shine

a bloody film encrusting the entire shoreline
dark tentacles that twist and curl inside a warped mind
a sacred fish is skewered on Poseidon’s fork tines
in the deep where drowned heroes in their final form dine

The Lighthouse (prod. wurlishmouk)

...It Mutates! 
Part Two: Message Not Delivered

prod. @geo1022
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:  

(Remember way back when? When we were good and everything was fine?)

When we'd message everyday, you know, to truly connect
But I used to duck for cover when you'd shoot me a text
You'd choose a name, safety off, it didn't matter who it said
Gunpowder residue left on your finger after you hit send

On a secure line you madly tapped on all the keys
I was your primary target, you caps locked onto me
Heat seeking, but couldn't bear to take some damage
Send a missile back and you'd deploy a flair for the dramatic

Then you'd leave me on read, appearing online with green dots
Played with friendly fire, hitting allies with screenshots
Declassified sweet talk, they saw what we said
they wouldn't let it slide, I had to army crawl in DM's

I pulled the PIN I always open my phone with
To see you lobbed something my way and hoped it exploded
Just know that type of shrapnel was a hull destroying hit
And the messenger was riddled with a bullet pointed list

Before it all collapsed, who knew a wall of text from you could hurt?
Knew the sentence long before I saw the executioner
I got the block, while that angry mob of desperate nerds
Couldn't wait to see that news/noose, hanging on your every word

…Huh, it formed a powerful stillness
I tried to connect the dots before the bouncing ellipsis
Had eclipsed this feeling with a different one to show me
The message you had sent was just a finger gun emoji


(Although I never sent a text back… I felt phantom vibrations on my thigh, anxious to see your name pop up on that screen)


A haunting ringtone melody that's full of wrong notes
Plays on your ghosting ship, complete with skulls and crossbones
Not just me who can hear all those mutineer's lost souls
Groan as you unlock your phone with a nuclear launch code



Felt like there were skilled marksmen telling me to write a sentence
You were like a drill sergeant yelling at a private message
It left tenants shell shocked as your lightning bolts flanked
With a major upset as you tried to pull rank

You'd treat your cellphone like a Ouija Board
To scream at friends so dead to you, they're ghosts that you've seen before
In treaties of war, you'd insist on the worst deals
It's not a contacts app, it's a list of confirmed kills

It's a mushroom cloud that followed every message you sent with
A violent shockwave that buried several friendships you've ended
I'm in the wrong grave, and there's a fresh hell waiting
Wading in a sea of "read" receipts and spent shell casings

I debated retaliating with a blitz I'd send you later
But I bypassed the timer and I clicked the detonator
I was expecting a response, so I never crossed a finger
And I got three words: "message not delivered"

Message Not Delivered (prod. Garrett.)

...It Mutates!
Part Three: Fly Buzz Halo

prod. @geo_1022
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:

Ayo, I could really use your help
I need a hand other than the one our future dealt
feel like such a loser asking, but the situation’s dire
it’s not every day you take a risk and get to play with fire

so I need some antivenin with cures that dispel the bends,
plus a sturdy weapon for the sole purpose of self-defence would be great
and maybe give a word or two of encouragement
since my brain feels like a bear that’s gotten loose in the circus tent

and I’m moving towards the end of a story someone’s weaving
careening right off the street when the scenery’s buzzing locust
I’m soaking, so sweaty, steam is releasing but nothing opens
the focus is gone, I can’t help but feeling it’s fucking hopeless

and in the darkness that our frilled sun devours
go behind my back where the handle’s still jutting outwards
and pull the blade out slow, show the inner loop cut
splash some whiskey on it to clean it and stitch the wound up


I wish these snakes were your arms
howling wind was your laughter, that the flames were your palms
that the darkness held answers, that the shards were in a prism
I wish that I could go back and start at the beginning

wish I didn’t fuck it up - with a dry tongue payload
wings scrap metal and a fly buzz halo
we might untether and the cables might snap
just say “I love you” and I’ll say it right back


I wish I knew what to say, I wish this wasn’t so difficult
wish this emptiness I’m feeling wasn’t something so visceral
and I wish you could help me, it feels like some kind of joke
to be crushed between these walls and still be stung by the cold

I had a brush with Newton’s laws, and now the liquor’s neck deep
see, I’m barely held together by the skin of red teeth
you’ve been living rent free, up here waiting so patiently
as pink folds of brain matter spell the phrase of “No Vacancy”

been maintaining eye contact with the void yet again
and I’m acutely aware of what that void represents
so I sit and sift through wreckage left by something that I said
while I’m clapping at the flies, that are buzzing by my head

and in the harsh light the night swallows up whole
trace your fingers down the scar until tomorrow unfolds
and sheath that well honed blade, save a mostly bruised heart
splash some whiskey inside the glass and then toast to new starts, please


I wish these snakes were your arms
howling wind was your laughter, that the flames were your palms
that the darkness held answers, that the shards were in a prism
I wish that I could go back and start at the beginning

wish I didn’t fuck it up - with a dry tongue payload
wings scrap metal and a fly buzz halo
we might untether and the cables might snap
just say “I love you” and I’ll say it right back

Fly Buzz Halo (prod. Garrett.)

prod. @wurlishmouk
mix. @headhaunter
art. @headhaunter

Fresh to death.

Lyrics:
On the celestial catwalk that pulls into nothingness,
I went beyond the pale to showcase new looks on my bucket list
I tie dyed a thousand sweats, and washed jeans in a lake of fire
my style slows passing cars, Jesus takes wheels when I change attire

I set trends by accident, when every fit is so cultural
won't trip, but it slips into something more comfortable
when I'm bound to leave, a fucking ghost who's down and X'd out
I'll stare out holes of sheets with at least two thousand thread counts

the pale horseman made an effort helping clean up these bones
and since my ending's made to measure, I'll just reap what he sews
but Death styles things, that can scare a mortal man
play the X-Files theme if I'm in a pair of normal pants

no skully or tinfoil hat that Mulder might have
dripped out, snap-back, melting polar ice cap
submerge myself inside fashion I can breathe through
wear a denim life jacket in the gene pool

this ring's got a buff for plus six agility on it
this snappy dresser brushed the dust off the Infinity Gauntlet
I rock a heart on my sleeve, it's on the bleeding edge of fashion
beats industry standards, a kiss of death on the chic of has-beens

I get down to business in a birthday suit
I wore with Trojans, like Achilles, heel in gauze - I call it "the first aid boot"
cruise the other side's grass in authentic wolf's clothes
blade runs on countless sheep, dream of electric wool coats

coins are so gauche, Dior shades for the ferry home
carried in a Gucci bodybag, and buried in Burberry robes
the devil wears nada, in nothing but plain tops
if the emperor wears no clothes we ain't cut from the same cloth

kick it fresh 'til the end if I'm decomposing or not
one Nike in the grave and one remains unopened in box
I can see dead trends with this fashion sense
serving looks, and I'm dressed to fucking kill in phantom threads

Phantom Threads (prod. wurlishmouk)

...It Mutates!
Part Four: We Could Stay Here Forever

prod. @geo_1022
mix. @atwood
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
We could stay here forever, collapsing into one another
with our fingers intertwined beneath the covers we’re tucked under
just a couple drunken lovers, a kiss in a hidden bunker
encrypted gallery’s sculptures of things that we did this summer

sick of this heart being subjected to senseless beatings
where the same mono-coloured sun’s setting on every evening
I just want to be with you, you’re like a breath of fresh air
it’s electric (frenetic), in a bed that’s thread-bare

it’s where you’re sneaking me a wink across a crowded room
where it’s non-verbal and a simple nod’s a power move
where we’re nocturnal so we meet up at 3:00, fucking
it’s a small circle where the sweet nothings mean something

I’m just a fiend loving every single second shared with you
a nice break from self reflections that I seldom stare into
see in here it’s not stealing, we can kiss, it’s allowed
where we don’t take other people’s feelings into account

We could stay here forever - right under their noses 
We could stay here forever - where no one will notice
We could stay here forever - where shadows light the path
we could stay here together, forever, right behind their backs
x2

The perfect match, the songbirds, the dynamic duo
the kind of catch you long for, the side-having loophole
have cake and eat it too, you know, partners in crime
at least we’re faithful to each other in the dark and the light

bright tape on me reads “caution” often flirting with the deep end
we’ll take off these cheap costumes, drop this curtain we can sleep with
the wrongs we’re being charged with are just purely misdemeanours
with a sparkling clean conscience on this dirty little secret

where we’re twisted up in the bliss that they’re ignorant of
there’s an “in” put in front of the descriptive: “significant other”
it’s more than a tryst, it’s trust, it’s not an affair, it’s unfair
that the smidge of attention that was there becomes rare

we’re one pair mixed in all new chemistry
who needs postured empathy when I’ve got you next to me?
I’m all yours, since nothing’s felt as intense
so let’s stay where we can have fun at someone else’s expense

We Could Stay Here Forever (prod. Garrett.)

And some say that it loops forever
This road that I lose you on every time
Huh
And some say that it loops forever, this road And some say that it loops forever This road that I lose you on every time
Huh
And some say that it loops forever, this road Huh
I can see you there
But you don't see me anywhere
I'm right in front of you
I'm right here
On this winding road
What are you looking at?
Is it your face on a pane of glass?
'Cause somehow this window becomes a trap
On this winding road
Will it ever let me go?
Forever I am
Fading to black
Forever I am
Circling back
Just to fall into this trap
This
Winding road

Mirror Is A Trap

And some say that it loops forever
This road that I lose you on every time
Huh
And some say that it loops forever, this road 
And some say that it loops forever 
This road that I lose you on every time
Huh
And some say that it loops forever, this road 
Huh

Your words aren't meant for me
They're meant only for you, I see 
Wake up, wake up 
It's only a dream 
On a winding road
Now that you're in my bed
In the dark chamber of my head
I flip you over until you bend
This winding road
Don't you ever let me go
Forever I am (Forever never)
Playing pretend
Wanting it to end
This message that you send
To this

Winding road


It's just the beginning
Only the ending
Winding through me now
Only the end
It's just the beginning
Only the ending

Forever i'm never (Forever never)
Wanting it to end
This message that you send
To this

Winding road


It's just the beginning
Only the ending
Winding through me now
Only the end
It's just the beginning
Only the ending
Forever, forever
Forever, forever
Beginning

Darker Chamber

P-MODEL - Logic Airforce

We are back again with another awesome & unique song gracieuseté of our friend ZenAware, this time featuring the lovely vocals of @dearevergreen🌴🌴

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LYRICS 🎶 🎶

Babe when I met you
I was feeling blue
Now I’m soaring through the skies
and we’ll hold each other soon

My life was a nightmare
Til I laid next to you
Now it’s butterflies and unicorns
I’m so glad I found you

Love is an easy thing to write about but I hope you can hear what I mean
When I say that I love you and I want to show you everything that this life can be

Love is an easy thing to write about but I hope you can hear what I mean-
When I say that I love you and I want to show you everything that this life can be

Back to the start again
And I’m on a plane again
Then I’m in LA again
And your a thousand miles away

Well, I can’t decide which part of you my mind finds is better
I’m stuck between your big brown eyes and that warm and cozy sweater

I think about you all the time 
You make me melt like butter
I can’t sleep when I’m without you darlin
I’m just into you

Babe when I met you
I was feeling blue
Now I’m soaring through the skies
and we’ll hold each other soon

My life was a nightmare
Til I laid next to you

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Artwork by @oszamusic

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