to the machines who abuse their form:
i, too, lost sum wires 2 self-harm… 
‘moment i felt the storm 
was the instant i bled no more. 
dis skin did hav nuh wut tuh eh core
there’s body horror in God’s house 
and not a mouse waz gagging 
in black fashion 
fastened onto the bow as a bastion  
staring toward this sea of Passion
eyes red from all dat yakking 
Redding told me bout dat soft wind that passes… 
five seconds free of magic, where color ain’t a ruse…

in the dark we all sound the same 
in the dark we all don’t have to prove 
that the pin-light chances thru for you

but really tho who left the light on in tha room?

lyrics: puffy joshua 
production: aidancld (@cldroom) and puffy joshua 
additional field recordings: puffy joshua 
additional writing credits: Zora Neale Hurston and Otis Redding Jr.

special thx to Toni.

The Reddings (No Longer Blue Version)

a suburban white man who has an uncanny ability to rap about violent subjects in rapid succession.

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The Reddings (No Longer Blue Version)

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