Lungs

L'Alliance Éternelle.mp3

wake up, it's time for bool

@nosentences

got my eyes on the computer screen, tryna work my digits in
fidget with the lettering but never with the sentences
pause check the clock, and it appears it's six a.m. again
another night wasted or another day finished
and my mind is steady running in place
i don't wanna fall asleep, 'cause i've got so much to say
but i don't wanna stay awake and keep exhaustion at bay
because i presently am dead inside the bed where i lay
i might as well work now, maybe it could suffice
as more a method of confusion than a dip into life
it's like my body parts are planning out an intricate heist
but my mind is logged in on a different device
and my session expired, i'm exceptionally tired
every step is like fire straight from my head to my toes
see, i'm an excellent liar when i've slept the required
8 or 7 hours prior, but at present i'ma go the fuck to sleep and--

*bwoooooooooomp*

okay rise and shine, hello to the ladybugs
insert several other stupid phrases about waking up
rub the sleep out of my eyes and view the clock that hangs above
and hit the snooze a couple times to keep my hours 8 or plus
check my phone once, twice, three times, four
just so i can see the second i'm messaged by mon amour
for a date or a small excursion straight to a donut store
where i'm holding an open door to convey that i'm spoken for
and it's great, it's a total score, it's a wonderful set of things
that exist in my present bubble of love where the petals sing
as they're blooming on every flower, moving to better springs
engulfed in a heavy shower of rain that the weather brings
and... even though my days might be presented slow
they pass before my eyes at higher rates than even jets can go
and the cycle will repeat itself like history and reddit posts
so what's the point in fighting it? i'm staying up and letting go

alarm (prod. no sentences)

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@silo-beats

She’s an Adobe girl. Only ‘bout her photos and shoppin’. 
Pictures I hope I get cropped in. She’s got so many options 
but they’re talkin’ ‘bout a whole different topic, 
while I’m just tryna meet the one who’s there when nobody’s watchin’. 
She wants a sugar daddy payin’ to have her flown to the tropics, 
on some you want it, you got it. And to be honest, if I had it, 
I would blow it, no problem. I just hope you know your time 
is worth far more than the price they put on it. 
Got a friend from elementary who just got engaged. 
I got friends that’s already tellin’ their kids to behave. 
Got friends I can’t visit unless I visit their grave. 
I wonder what type of friends my friends have. 
“I have a friend who raps.” 
“My friend has depression but he would tell you that. 
It just gets hard to tell him things without him getting sad. 
I don’t think I can turn to him when I’m feeling bad.” 
“Weird, I don’t have a friend like that.” 
And back home, we paint dead grass green. 
Replacin’ the shattered mirrors with new ones before anyone sees 
that I’m the one on stage, but we're all performing. 
Home movies just make me think of what happened 
after we stopped recording. 
I can either be home or be happy, 
either destroying myself or ignoring my family. 
Two evils, but I've spent too long putting others above me. 
I hope that you still love me 
when I tell you that I'm here, 
and I'm not really fine. 
'Cause I still have problems, 
but the problems are mine. 
And I know I can solve them if you just give me the time. 
If you give me the space I need to reach peace of mind. 
I write songs I can’t sing about people I wish I was, 
with samples I didn’t clear. Collabin’ with distant cousins. 
Obsessed with the fifties, and the future it promised us. 
Obsessed that it's now and how it's nothing we thought it was. 
It’s his boy Elroy, shot out a flying car into college, 
where the books cost more than marijuana. As if we had an option. 
Our robot butlers're stuck in sweatshops. 
Step in the wrong end o’ Epcot and you'll get shot. 
Lost in the world of tomorrow today. 
Why I get lost in these beats until all of it fades. 
I don’t know much, 
but I know that I’m a rapper, 
and that I listen to music 
like it’s the only thing that matters.

veridis quo [prod. by silo]

ROOK1E - Alone Together (shorter sample, extended vocals)

prod. @xmittens
mixed by @ibr

lyrics: https://genius.com/Samsa-technocrat-lyrics

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Art by @chrosky prod by @geo_1022 mixed by @halberdd

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Bout It (prod. Garrett)

Original sample: Yael Naim - New Soul

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A Song For The Girl Who Loves

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[lyrics]
come outside and smell the air
come outside, don't stay in there
but i don't want to leave my home and
i'd much rather be alone

you don't know the half of me
you don't know the world i see
i'm sorry that that i think this way but
i won't come outside today

you're someone that i can trust,
tell me that you won't give up
tell me that it's all okay,
i'll come outside another day

~outside~

~spotify~

thank you @atlas <3
and thanks doomlish on twitter for the cover art

what might you find under the sofa?
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[lyrics]
under the sofa where all of your loose change goes,
dance with the dust bunnies next to the remote control
i don't mind pillow forts in the spring light
oh, love of mine, we'll sink in the cushions of time

under the sofa, it's a dusty mess down here
you can come join me, it isn't that bad when you're near
and if you want some change my dear,
then you can whisper in my ear
and if you have a single fear,
then i will wipe away your tears

~dust bunnies~

~dust bunnies~ (w/ atlas)

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