Phasing Thru

Didnt have any artwork ready because im a bitch

Lyrics:
Probe a madcap 
Rip a spleen out his back in terror 
Off the knapsack 
Cuffed and block a tracking error 

Spinal tap 
Seed Hive 
And never drop in mind 
Track it down into locust supply 
Leaf in my coffin, I come to never 
In the back in my cabinet; cover
Creeping out the back of whatever 
Seen never tread on the path of the pathogenic 
To recognize 
Split the back 
Apply the magic target scripture 
Stuck it like a leech I deprive 
Can't adjust to times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
All the broke down bones 
Need that calcium 
Asking if the breed is on decline
Can't adjust to the times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
Low res Ocs and i blind em 

Drip in the backdrop 
Out up in the cracks 
With the pipe out back 
Perceive me leave with all you lack 
Epicenter of damp 
Deleted 
Losing all your fluid 
Derooted 
And ripped to pieces 
Strained of peace included 

But you back in a deeper vein 
Don't trace it out when they circulate 
You Leave the pride, and its mutilated 
Days like this, they put you out like with the Novocain 

Stuck it like a leech I deprive 
Can't adjust to times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
All the broke down bones 
Need that calcium 
Asking if the breed is on decline
Can't adjust to the times 
I precipitate out the surveillance 
Hit you in the side 
Low res Ocs and i blind em 

You talk bout rats in your path and proceed to leave with all the pesticides 
To sharpen your teeth Isn't needed leave them peeling off

Mechanical bull like antennas 
Syringes are probing 
Invasion of privacy 
I Will see odessyes silently open lobotomies
All there's is suddenly out of me 

Raid on my shades 
Enter my plane 
Speak on my name and offend a mane 
Cynical aid 
Enter my plane 
Still carry the grain in my pelicane

Tokyo Lights [Prod. Istasha]

Karnivool homage btw *epic*
Lyrics:
Stalled tries
Everyday
To late
Drown where we lost out on all we were
Everyday
To late

A
Trial
Down to pieces
And to habit mind alone 
Then you had enough 
It's gone 

End it 
And lose 
Supply 
We walk into waters now
Don't hesitate
And Soon 
Will free your lungs

Anchors are left untied 
We float on the other side 
Am I entertained?
Wide awake

Waiting For Black Rose Petals To Arrive In The Mail [Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
Lose vital mass the by the pounds 
Surpass, stay uncrowned that's my state 
Water my soil when I'm drowned 
Bleed into place hold my weight 

State your input like you haven't had enough
Fuck with the image 
Or fetish 
Shot into meaning 
And vanish off

Gripped up
Handed like fingers 
Won't print it up 
Enter maiming like it's the cut 

Truck load race down 
Dropping it over top end to elevate 
All of the validate agents that navigate 
To sate 
The vein 

Faulted target crashing an interface 
Over saturated 
Oscillation levels that never sedate the parasite

Beta Amyloid (with PAPA SLEEP) [Prod. Istasha]

If you're reading this, thank you so much for listening, it means the world to me =)

Lyrics:
Feet up
Left out 
Merged within morbid grounds

Harvest
Protest
Speak out of rusted mouths

Delve down 
Dried trees part

And don't tell
And don't tell at all 

Mean tread down
Stare in the raw third eye

Treason guise
Guided in a sea of vile

Though it never wanted 
Thought it never wanted to perceive the sight

Dustbin (Bonus Track)[Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
No handed 
Bars not granted 
Do em like cattle 
With an iron 
Double branded 

Go tandem 
Split like blackballed 
Nose that shit too close 
Like slackjaw 

On my trees 
No light 
Will run 
Comes unwritten 
Lacking ground 
Already 
I'm might stay 
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Neon Junction/Germ Cell Evacuation [Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
Taken the strait off
Lychantrope battery 
added 
The acid 
The pattern implied 

Printed mechanics 
Synthetic ceramic 
Abatic and limp with the strides 

Letting the weight off
Step on the scale of umbrella surveillance 
Stigmatic in takes 
Clogged up
Fuck a fiber prosthetic 
In stock 
And signing out the cage

Get em running backwards
Step back in the cage 
System dumping shits 
Still on my name 

Slither round a bitch
Done 
Burn bridges 
Okay 

Cold beat 
But it's fuck snakes 

[MUGXTSU]:

Fuck a plan 
I was sentenced off of the grid 
Up in my zip lock bag
When did I get this affection 
No solid grip around the flag 
And no banners had

The rusty tag of prints 
I can't read 
In sea of dust in the seams
With all the functions

Go rest up 
sleeping now 
Wanna long for something new 
I don't reset 
I've lost
My drive

Irradiated Air Particles (with MUGXTSU)[Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
I want to see a red light 
No salvage wanted 
Don't want your damage to none 
I'm gone away 
I watch it dead to rights
No way out 

Black tar play doe
Tarmac pavement
Part time hobo 
In place on nostromo

Slipping down the step stone 
Partial as your statements 
Faceless septum 
On charcoal angels 

Strip it down to bones 
In pride 
Inside just like silent tone 
No ring 
But strain 
Never pluck 
No Hertz 
Just stuck mane 
Inside of duct tape 

Flogging horses twisting silent 
Trial torsion 
Instinct 
Honest 
Always stick inside them 
Wall of 
Post it mortem

Sleep inside a chapel 
Run and hide when bitches get got 
The Taste of terpentine and mercury is distant 
And knots are tied on dreary arms 
No battieres to carry on 
Imbalance in material 
Severe is when they fuck it up 

I dont recognize 
Turn away all deciet or signs

RLD [Prod. Istasha]

Lyrics:
You're wasting all of my sense 
You want my answer 
Semantics slipping out my hands 
Don't wanna step on the line of defense 
Don't want amends 
This shit don't make no sense 

2% 
I'm missing out the matter 
At the bottom of the passage
Break a ladder
Off the exit 
Not the asset 
Or the batteries 
At 1% 
I'm manic 
Got that capillary 
On demand 
And passive in my best 
But At the cap unnecessary
 
Like two step locks 
Gimme that paper cut 
Pay per block 
Pressing on the bottle 
Limping on files 
Sedated cuck 

Okay relax 
What the fuck? 
Slit in my throat still paid like a hydra 
Gears succumb 
Feed em oil and cotton 
Practice still provided 

X Drawn out like a shitstain
They just wanna sweep it over quick but that's a Mistake 
Piss take 
Honor reinstated on the next day
Explain 
Loss of innovation but expecting all the best things

Peepshow Callcenter [Prod. Istasha]

Miskatonic [Prod. Istasha]

2 steps back and I fade out 
Reload the page all blank 
Hard to Trade off
Compromise 
Ain't shit
Like it straight up 
I don't got the cache or the bandwidth I'm gonna stay off 

Fuck all the vicious aggro
Regret it 
I got it stuck on the backup 
Bag it 
Full of macros 
I reckon I'll never use 
I'm useless 
Sly
Creeping up like cataracts 
I'm persona non grata 
Rated off 
Just like a startup 
Corroded 
Eroded 
Artifacts 

Fucked up 
Strained duct 
I been overdue 
Like dusted lungs 
Swat em in the background 
Process  startup 
Brought up untied and rebooted it over 

Strapped around and dragging it back on the mud 
All taste just happen to numb 
My tongue mistaken 
Breathing now at the ground 
No cunt but treating shit like a bitch

Waiting For Black Rose Petals To Arrive In The Mail [Prod. Istasha]

Istasha The Scrub

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