Recorded in 2014

Lyrics: 
Tall like Burj in Dubai, pale like the clouds in the sky,
my music is intrusive, I talk a lot about how I,
will kill myself eventually, music an I an entity,
this shit is just my symphony, living rhythm deep within me,
this soul is old and knows its but hides inside and keeps shivering, 
cold and snow keeps blizzarding, i for not will be visiting, 
heaven or hell, rather just focus on health, 
but i dont do it, im stupid, nutrient loss in this student,
and holy shit i  need help, im just so lost in myself,
brain wrinkles makin a maze im amazed with all that ive dealt,
mostly just waste and regret, my face displays like tv sets,
im weezy from keeping feelings squeezed deep beneath in my chest,
i see people to my left, to the i right i move 2 steps,
my steps just turn into running, im gettin the fuck out here,
this people are fuckin weird, this music they make on radio
just makes me shed a tear, i wonder if they can hear:
hey mayday, heres a tape made by jake and i dare you hit play,
it contains my impatience and rage of all my mistakes,
keep chasin the same of faces until my brain feels its safe,
to open up to another but keep it real your not made,
for the real world, these just people with ideas,
like you and me and others, but fuck it our end is near,
theres nothing after our death, just sleepin forever here,
so i hope my coffin cozy mostly cushion for my rear,
a tv displayed above my head, a speaker right next to my ear,
music of my choosing and lube when i feel like getting weird,
music confusing when people choose the worst when im right here,
zoomin with my scope at night, takin shots theres no chance for life
breath at last, your chance has passed, when only the moment you ceased was your past, 
but clamin the future is only my task, alice is trippin she talkin to cats,
got up in the morning with dread in my head, wonder whats creepin up under my bed,
maybe its nothin whatever im done with these people just hopin theyre dead,
leavin this road, leave it in cold, leave it behind with the rest of my soul,
never had soul, a demon that roams, im leeching these people until they get old,
and i aim to gain fame from this tape, a pace of an overweight snail, 
i cant dedicate my time, im lazy but hate if ill fail 
and i wont cuz im a daly, im patient and moving daily,
my angst is used for this music, my hate is kept up like savings,
i blow it all on these songs and these people they seem to praise it,
so i keep on moving forward until my grave is gold plated, bitch.

jake daly.

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