Anywhere But Here

From the Setec LP Brittle As Bones, available everywhere you can find music online. But also below if you want to pay me or whatever.

https://setecmusic.bandcamp.com/

Water Or Concrete

https://duendita.bandcamp.com/track/one-of-one

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you are one of one

a draft recorded at Sparkle Studios - Paris, France

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lonely but not when you hold me
your beauty weighs on me
this feeling's too good
lovely can't believe you love me
your warm chest beats under me
this feeling's too good

honestly your lips would never lie to me
i can taste your love approaching me
this feeling's too good
lovely can't believe you love me
on a warm spring night you stunned me
this feeling's too good

© 2016 Candace Lee Camacho, duendita publishing [BMI]

One of One

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midnight train

The second single from the Setec LP Brittle As Bones, available through Feral Media for whatever price works for you. 

https://feralmedia.bandcamp.com/album/brittle-as-bones

Lumen Lake

Sleep

Sheets

I didn't know I could rap, who knows maybe I still can't. Click "more" for free download.
Instrumental available upon request.

Lyrics: I found myself daydreaming again it's no surprise
It's been like two days since I closed my eyes
No that's a lie
One day, twelve hours, six minutes, give or take a few
I'm creepin' in the night like a gumshoe
Steady losing revenue
My rent's already overdue but what am I supposed to do
I've only got bars when I'm in cages
A teenage slave to the wages
and god only knows I don't make shit off these pages
If I eat any less you'll see my rib cage its
Such a shame to see these kids with real passion cash-in just to buy the latest fashion
And their life flashes past in a dull nine to five
We're all just trying to thrive
But most can only survive
On the breadline, or slightly above average
And only a select few live lavishly
They probably see my lines as brattish
I don't care, I'm simply sharing
Observations made from some,
Floppy haired, scatter-brained insomniac
Sadsack, crackerjack, unknown like the zodiac killer
Cruzin' through my life with the poetry rife
And slashing beats like I'm wielding a knife
I make my own shit 'cause I'm to shy to try a cypher
Or find a nice girl and try to wife her
But let's be real, I'm spitting fire, 
The flames burn higher with every skill I acquire these flows are quite desirable
But it doesn't really matter,
The truth of the matter is it pays to be a whack rapper
A gum flapper, with a mouth full of beads, 
Chatting shit like how they got bitches sipping their seeds, 
Like the origins of oranges, it's way too much, like porn jizz
Aw shit,
You got me sad 'cause now I gotta mourn this beat because I killed it.

dfdsg

JLON

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