im so in love with this song, shes a genius

this song is what i imagine having a butt plug and vibrator in while eating pussy would sound like
idk why static turns me on like this but oh well

oh righttttt the statics from ethel cain that makes sense 😔

BYE I MADE A "it's happening to everyone" REFERENCE TO THE ONLY OTHER ETHEL CAIN FAN I KNOW AND HE DIDNT IM KMSING UGH

I wonder who resonates w this the same way

inshallah they find her🩷🩷🥹✌️

weirdcore

The Lobotomy

instupendo - six forty seven (slowed & intro loop)

Head in the Wall - ethel cain

Nymphs Finding The Head Of Orpheus

everything you said was wrong
everything you said was wrong

you don’t see me at all 
you only use me to cuM

you don’t know how to feel

cum machine (demo)

American Football (Covers)

For Sure

Perverts

Thatorchia

Vacillator

Onanist

Produced by randomblackdude
Recorded, mixed, & mastered by Jay Wonder
Artwork by Jay Wonder

2015 Self-Conscious

STREAM ON SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC, & MORE HERE: https://ffm.to/thecenterofsolace

COP "THE CENTER OF SOLACE" MERCH HERE: https://selfconsciousthreads.com/

Lyrics:

And if it's like that the whole time
If it's like that the whole time, we'll be alright
I stayed up all night, but it's alright
And if it's like that the whole time, we'll be alright
I stayed up all night, but it's alright
And I done stayed up the whole night, but it's alright

It's me and my nibblin' conscience
Nigga, I'm fixin' to give up
I been alone for the longest
It's trouble the way that we joggin'
Nothin' gon' save us or stop us
Me and my nibblin' conscience
Nigga, I'm fixin' to give up
I been alone for the longest

It's just me and my thoughts wit'
Nobody
I'm trapped in The Matrix, baskin' in fakeness; need to chat wit' some agents
Over wine glasses and steak and grasp an arrangement
I only cypher 'cause I want a way out
But I won't happen to make it
Blasted by a tank; it's war here
And I'm not The One
The forgotten son, so a dark night
I'm Bruce Wayne
Black sheep of The White family
Papa-abandoned
He wasn't there for me
Carelessly parenting, apparently
Man, it's deep
Sanity ran and flee like dog, shit is buggin' me
Ugly, so I hide my face
And hide away where my momma stay
I pray I die today
She wann' kick me out
I wann' find a place
But no means, so I just hibernate
Pack the bags under my eyes; I'm trippin'
Said goodbye to visions
I'm tired of this shit
Goonie bought a new whip
I ain't jealous of his car, but I envy his drive
I'm feelin' heavy inside
I'm unproductive, deterioratin', goin' stir-crazy
Some reluctance, fear, and impatience
First Lady is missin'
Way in the distance
Probably taken; a Mrs.
Or datin' a nigga
Heart vacant; she's smitten
See her face in them pictures
Fuck it, though
And fuck a hoe, if I can't fuck a hoe
Fuckin' hoe
I'm feelin' depressed
I'm feelin' the stress
I'm feelin' the weight
I'm feelin' regret
But it's back to the music
Though there's times when I wanna turn my back to the music
'Cause it's hassle to do it
I get passed and pursue it and stay focused
Even when you think no one see you, some take notice
Self-conscious
Physical and mental health problems
Bloggin', from the center of solace

It's me and my nibblin' conscience...

the center of solace feat. earl sweatshirt

Delivery 2 20 bpm take 1 21625

shifty 40 bpm take 3 111124

6//6//2016 

LYRICS
do i talk too much or not enough can't control anything
i used to say, that you are on top, that you can move mountains
tried to pick locks when i was younger with hairpins, 
i am forgetting everything as soon as it happens, 
pained by everything that i need to let go, 
yknow theres safety in self destruction because at least you know where youre gonna go
very alone i will not reach out, 
please dont come to me i am panic attacks and nosebleeds 
in the girls toilets at school 
oh, i'm grateful 
bull in a china shop, im waiting at the bus stop
blue tiled swimming pools, y'know i used to suffer fools
shouting less than i thoughtand breaking stuff i bought 
I learnt a lot of patience but never wanna be complacent 
i was crying into my sleeve on the top floor of an apartment complex 
i was 8 years old 
lost in a cartoon estate, you know i really think that she is my soulmate 
sorry if this is weird
nearly half disappeared at 17 years i try to retrace, 
pinpoint and drawing maps try to figure out exactly what happened to me, very alone i do not reach out 
please come to me i am panic attacks and nosebleeds and these are not battlescars 
these are the echoes of a disorder 
messy taurus girl with blood caked under your finger nails 
i won't ask questions 
suffocating for years and drowning in all of your fears 
i am terribly afraid strangled by desperation 
she said "you mess of crooked teeth, what'd you bury underneath?" 
i used to watch videotapes in my mams bedroom when i was sick 
i always knew how i would die one day 
on my own terms always on my own terms
and she said "dear, you are not an island" 
drinking cranberry juice at night and spilling it on myself 
oh god i need to go 
there is a past and I remember it 
I need to float through the ceiling

the stuff you think about late at night and never tell anyone about

The Way Out

A Cold Freezin' Night

"Still Life" 
from the mixtape, Be The One You Love
released on February 24, 2018

OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/dGVt6-zoP6c

Produced by Sitcom
Additional Drum Programming by @MulchAikens
Bass by Matthew Melchionne
Mixed by Jake Lazovick
Mastered by Jeremy Kinney

---
(what can only be found now? 
it can only be only found now
did you find it? do you see it? 
it can only be found now)

as if
as if staring at a gravesite
until I become a grave sight/site
would it make me a still life?

as if 
I knew what i knew 
but i don't
so i do what i do
so i go with the flow
until I'm blue
as if the notion to know shit
could save no one from nothing
as if I make space saved for placelessness
and be pasted into my peaceful bliss
as if I'm displaced
in this place
is it this face?
within this grin?

how bout that
how bout that
I'll walk into the landscape
I won't come back

how bout that
how bout that
I'll walk into away

how bout
how bout
I walk into the distance
until I become the distance
would it make me the distance

how bout
the still life with old shoes holds truth
deep in a blue mood with hues of gold sun views
it's the rear view and the real you
that haunt you
even here too, real soon
I'll walk away into a way of being
be it, I meant to mean it
reaching for meaning
but I'll wake up
I'm still Jacob
with still life
and self-love

how bout that
how bout that
I'll walk into the landscape
I won't come back

how bout that
how bout that
I'll walk into away

how bout that

---
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