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Written, produced and engineered by SUTA
Cover art by Gary Chigo0
Mastering by RougeHotel

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Techno Remix of Addison Rae's song "New York"

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BLACKPINK - 뛰어 (JUMP) (LYNDO REMIX)

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This album consists of old projects i thought were worth finishing. The lyrical themes of theese tracks vary from personal — Like in 'Tyrannus', where the poetic self bemoans a friendship —, to utter unfinished non-sense — Like in 'Bodega Cat', which is about a cat living in a store to experience a black friday's havoc.

Tracklist:

01: Satyriasis
02: Bodega Cat
03: Tyrannus
04: Query
05: Sad soil

Meaning of the tracks.
Although i highly believe that there is no universal true interpretation to ANYTHING, and music is to be experienced as a tool to find feelings, thoughts and connections you othervise would not find, i still want to lay down kind of an explanation of how the lyrics were inspired to each track ( Since it's my album, and so my personal way to send a message i guess?). That said, if you'd like to find your own meaning in this album, or the lyrical themes i depict through the tracks, i can only but encourage you to do so.

01: In 'Satyriasis', i'm questioning weather exeptional sexual behaviour in men are a byproduct of social engineering - like pushing sexual content to the young, and/or to the impressionable through social media platform's algorithms -, or is it a neurological condition.

02: A bodega cat, also known as a deli cat, store cat, shop cat, is a type of working cat that inhabits a bodega, which in New York City English refers to a convenience store or deli.[1][2] Like other working cats, a bodega cat is typically a domestic shorthair kept as a form of biological pest control to manage or prevent rodent infestations. - Ways the Wikipedia.
This song is about a Bodega cat experiencing a Black friday's mayhem. The lyrics are not finished, and are in broken english i guess. (Idk, cuz as i'm writing this, i don't remember the lyrics.)

03: At first, 'Tyrannus' was ment to be a sequel to 'Corvus', from the single: 'Corvus' (Xd). But during it's rather long production process, one of my once closest friend and I drifted apart so i channeled my grief into this track. In this almost ten minutes long song, i explain to my former friend, that hurt is slowly enveloping him and an envious, chesty, angry tyrant (or king, as in the lyrics), is taking over his actions. By seperating his person from this "king", i wanted to avoid dehumanizing him, since traumas that affects our behaviour happen not necessarily only because of ourselves. Yet the song still has a reproachful tone, because working around our said traumas is our responsibility, to not let ourselves hurt the people around us.

04: Query

05: 'Sad Soil' was played on my father's twenty- or thirty years old rusty seven string electro-acoustic guitar, so it's not really in tune...
	Confusion, and not knowing is a core problem of humanity. We allways have tried to run away from confusion by inventing ideoligies, which seemed to serve as a bandaid to our finite attention, so that the self presenting mysteries of the overwhelming infinite everything does not have a chance to cripple us. But since humans die where ideoligies live on, the ever swiftly shifting social norms, rules and constructs begin to not be applicable to the still living ideoligies. So confusion reemerges, revolutions and wars break out, to which humanity tries to give an answer by inventing new ideologies, and the cycle continues on.
So while this constant struggle encoumbers our finite attention, species go extinct, rivers run dry, resources run scarse, and when the last missle is detonated, the last bullet is shot, or the last rock is thrown... In search of truth, the only thing that remains is curiosity driven hope, burried by greed, in 510 million square kilometers of infertile and barren sad soil.

Query

Lyrics:

Some's sleeping.
There's a cat upon the shelf, and it's waiting.
Oh, waiting for the hour.

Yeah, beasts come. What a terrifying thought and the feeling.
Oh, it's terrifying.

Loud sounds break in,
who had let them sink
before I saw the source
No raw remorse was there on its face.
Of course,
And I thought that I was awake and aware.

I thought that I,

I thought that I,

I thought that I,

I thought that I,

Ruins on ruins, they dwell on death, and they call themselves humane.
(The darkest of Fridays blew.)
This store. No more. Is safe from them,
And neither am I.

To break your kind, they end their bones; you're animals.



breakdown<



Screaming. Yeah, these monkeys are so cruel to their own kind. See those who rule the food chain.
stampeding. Yeah, these monkeys are so cruel to their own kind and to others.
like buffaloes, how

Ruins on ruins, they dwell on death, and they call themselves humane.
(The darkest of Fridays blew.)
This store. No more. Is safe from them,
And neither am I.

To break your kind, they end their bones, you're animals.

I thought that you wouldn't stomp your own kind.
Stomp them all.
I thought that the world was empty of you.
Empty of you.

Scared so, there's a cat under the ruins of a table.

Mifasz itt a szöveg xddd???

Loud sounds break in,
who had let them sink
before I saw the source
No raw remorse was there on its face.
Of course,
and I thought that life was just peace and

empty of you!
Empty of the rough, the abrupt; empty of you!

Empty of bastards, intemperate bullocks who kill anything, everything peaceful you lay your fat hands on!

Bodega Cat

Lyrics:

Instrumental conditioning.
Utterly haywire.
For the ones who are self medicating

Open eyed and absorbent so.
Hard addicted to the purpose of one's own existence 

To the cause, to rehearse, fantasize,
to substitute.

(For every stigma bound outcast victim)
You are the ones.

For the blindly addictive and for the ones,
for every stigma bound outcast victim,
you are the ones.. hm the ones.

So now where do i go if i wanna learn?
capitalize on the young and the influenceable.

It's monopolized. The lonely, who won't sleep well,
so Taboo is sex.
This Babylon builds itself (makes us all dumb and incomprehensible)

For the never assisted, and for the ones who are surplus ment, and
for every stigma bound outcast victim,
you are the ones..

Legitimacy's sought, for there's stigma round' what one does, not what one has.
Pathologically flawed or a cultural dislike
of exceptional sexual behavior?

It's monopolized! The lonely, who won't sleep well,
so Taboo is sex.
This Babylon builds itself!

instru<


Fuck your dopamine detox bullshit.
It's a more efficient self hatred machine —
no motive.
(shame as infectant of motivation)

A skin to feel, now is needed no more, now only my eyes contort!
A substitution for intimate self control. All
voyeurs, Satyriasis Atone!

Satyriasis

Lyrics:

Look where his rampage has left you.
stampeding circles around your own guilt
Never looking inside, don't peek, no shame.
Everybody's an asshole but you.

He festers hate, like there's not enough in you to use it as a king's usury.
What kind of gold does that hatred buy you?
Put that flagrant red-hot earring in.

Shiny the king's crown; it's blinding his eyes.
Deaf from the coin's chime, they're ringing so high.

You know you've gone too far
and you sense the end,

and you feel the end, take your horses and escape while you can,
and never come back again!

Must your benevolence oppress our political relevancy?
And never come back again!

He gets you the treatment you deserve.
cause' you let yourself under the king's serve.
He gets you, your misery, your hurt.
cause' you let yourself under the king's serve!



instru<



And so the king has gossiped stuff about you, but nothing more just his mantle shown.
Only the crown, the leadership was told, so I shall not ask for answers again.

May this show some truth to you, or stay inturnt and gray.
May it shoot the dog for you.
That was cruel I know, so I am
Sorry now.

Sorry now.

I'm sorry now.

(but I'm)
I'm so mean, but I'm getting impatient now.

He gets you the treatment you deserve.
cause' you let yourself under the king's serve.
He gets you, your misery, your hurt.
cause' you let yourself under the king's serve!

And so the king has gossiped stuff about me.
But nothing more just his greed was heard.
Only his pride, his desperation showed,
so i will not ask for advice again.

So you can breathe up finally.
because no one needs your wealth!
Yeah, may it dress you truthfully,
Become as naked as it gets!

I'm sorry now.

Sorry now.

I'm sorry now.

(but i'm)
I'm so mean, but I'm getting impatient now.

Sorry now, 
I shouldn't be this mean.

Sorry now,
There's no use of hurting you.

I'm sorry now.
This is not the way.

I'm so mean, but I'm getting impatient now!

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