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Wonder

Better Off Without You

Kuntilanak

Dag Dig Dug

Time Is Our Greatest Adversary

Months Of Being Together

So Close Yet So Far

When We First Met

The sequel to Love Are Like Sirens, this album is a continuation to its lore focusing more on my internal struggles during a new phase of my life: College; from when I first entered until I met my red thread*.

Hollow Shell Of Myself

The Voice Unraveled

Everything Is Overwhelming

Cracks Start To Form

Something Doesn't Feel Right

Waltz Of The Disembodied Voice

But I Never Felt This Better

A New Form Of Repetition

Composed by: Kinara
Produced by: Kinara
Mixed/Mastered by: Kinara


[Chorus 1]

Huddled at the corner of my room
Wondering what the fuck am I supposed to do
Should I rot here ’til I lie in a tomb
Or should I get out there and find the real truth?
I can’t seem to sleep at night
My mind’s been telling me lies
Yet I fall for it all the time
Is this my cycle of life

[verse]

Do people really like the way I dress?
I’m just trying to be the best from the rest
I know I slay but what would they really say?
At this point, the truth is harder to convey
I really wonder what gave them that look of fright
Is it my out of pocket jokes or is it just my style?
Is it normal for me to be this wild?
The overwhelming thoughts make me wanna cry
I’m beautiful and this and that they always say
I end up self-degrading on the same day
My other pride and joy is my curly hair
But now I feel like that’s the only thing they care

[Chorus 2]

Huddled at the corner of my room
Wondering what the fuck am I s’posed to do
Should I rot here ’til I lie in a tomb?
Or should I really deal with this incertitude?
My brain is in hysteria
Time feels like claustrophobia
How much more will it take
For me to not be so scared

[Verse 2]

I suffocate from every breath that I take
Every step I make my lungs start to ache
I start becoming envious ‘cause I can’t breathe the same
Ironically to cope, I start to vape
Started exercising but it comes with a price
Once a month I have to fight for my life
Have to wake up every morning to a smoggy sky 
What’s worse is that I am immuno-compromised

[Chorus 3]

Still huddled at the corner of my room
Don’t know what the fuck am I supposed to do
Remain in comfort within my own gloom?
Or shed this former self and start anew?
Music is the only way
That I can communicate
This happens every now and then
I just want all of this to end

[Outro]

The more I try to socialize
The more I’m left so far behind
I really cannot shake that feeling
That I am just too fucking boring
Ideas that I try to muster
Always ends up so lackluster
I’m full of insecurities
What’s there to even love about me

CORNER OF MY ROOM!

Composed by: Kinara
Produced by: Kinara
Mixed/Mastered by: Kinara


[HOOK]

I am done, I am through
I might as well hang from a noose
Should I drown or should I bleed
To others, I feel like I’m so obsolete
My brain is full of paranoia
Caused by my monophobia
I’m really losing the will to go on
Yet, I have the fear of missing out

[VERSE]

I had to suppress my genuine self
So I forced myself to be like everyone else
But unconsciously, I always rebelled
Causing me and maybe others to feel repelled 
God gave me heightened self-awareness
But it always ends up being useless
It’s no better than my intuition
It only works when I sense deprecation
This does not make any sense
Does my head have a few screws loose
I don’t wanna lose anymore friends
Over shit I’m oblivious to
I don’t know what’s right
And I don’t know what’s wrong
I feel like my ethics are gone
I smile when there’s people around
Then I cry when there’s no one in town
I feel like I’m spiraling down
Life is rough and
Love just sucks
I’m tired of acting so tough
Always felt like I’m never enough
I don’t see why I should carry on
So I’ll just come back home to god


[HOOK]

I am done, I am through
I might as well hang from a noose
Should I drown or should I bleed
To others, I feel like I’m so obsolete
My brain is full of paranoia
Caused by my monophobia
I see thunderstorms every now and then
But now it just seems to never end

MONOPHOBIA!

PRODUCED BY KINARA
MIXED AND MASTERED BY KINARA

Verse 1

Yo, mumbling my lines, yeah, the flow’s deranged,
 Autotune on max, got my pitch all strange.
 I’m a beast on the mic, or at least I claim, 
Saying nothing at all, but it bangs the same.
Rappers talkin’ ‘bout money, flexing their wealth on the gram, 
How they flip a whole brick or got guns in their hand. 
They got plenty of women, but me? I don’t care, 
I’m slurring my speech like I’m losing air.

Hook 
Yeah, I’m stupid, I’m lit, underground, I’m the king, 
Talkin’ nonsense with hits, auto-tuned while I sing. 
Bars are broken and dumb, got my mind in a twist, 
The 808’s so loud, you can’t even resist.


Verse 2 
Man, I don’t even write, I just hum in the booth, 
Saying random-ass words like a baby missing a tooth. 
I flow so retarded, got my haters confused, 
How is this guy making hits while they are stuck in the news?
I’m a certified fool with a chart-toppin’ sound,
Every word’s outta tune, every bar dumbfound.
Spit a line like “UH YEAH UH,” call it rap finesse,
Got the underground bussin’, sayin’ I’m the best.


Hook 
Yeah, I’m stupid, I’m lit, underground, I’m the king,
 Talkin’ nonsense with hits, auto-tuned while I sing.
 Bars are broken and dumb, got my mind in a twist, 
The 808’s so loud, you can’t even resist.


Verse 3

Gua nggak tahu mau ngomong apa,
Jadi gua akan ngebacot semaunya
Sakit dadaku, ku nggak merindu
Harus cek dokter, takut sakit jantung
Gua harus bersih terus, gua nggak mau jadi wibu
Masa gua model, tapi baunya minta ampun
Gapapa ketawa aja, ngapain gua takut
Gua nggak nulis sampah, kayak garam dan madu
Boleh nggak narsis dikit, gua selalu fresh
Walaupun hidup kacau kayak OPCS
Outfit tetap berkelas, padahal udah stres
Lagu ini omong kosong, tapi dijamin sukses


Hook 
Yeah, I’m stupid, I’m lit, underground, I’m the king,
 Talkin’ nonsense with hits, auto-tuned while I sing.
 Bars are broken and dumb, got my mind in a twist, 
The 808’s so loud, you can’t even resist.
Yeah, I’m stupid, I’m lit, underground, I’m the king,
 Talkin’ nonsense with hits, auto-tuned while I sing.
 Bars are broken and dumb, got my mind in a twist, 
The 808’s so loud, you can’t even resist.

NONSENSE!

Kinara

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