like a bullet-fire  starting over again  until the end  but only when you're paying attention  to them  and everyone was gettin' in  but you can't swim  and all the waves were crashing in  don't you believe anything?  no I don't  know where the money goes  just as the river flows  down the road  you don't owe them anything

May I please use this in my vlog, I will give the proper credits 🥺

I used to listen to dubstep what the fuck happened 🏈🕊️

Summer

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can't swim / leave it ~ directed by samuel eidelson

rachel with birds on new piano

goetze 12042022

251123 patio

RAFI 20150419 223128

back again, lost track of time
back when I couldn’t find, my mind
and I couldn’t seem to see right
with those bags in under my eyes

she lost her brother, they their son
what have you done?
you didn’t talk like that when you were young
did she close her legs on your tongue?
oh, where did ya go wrong?

The Moon

said too much

finally

well what a cheap card for language to play
when there are no better words to portray my being a worthless welterweight, than they
she said her flight was morning Wednesday
and it's not economical for her to stay
and at this point there's no return, it’s a little too much to pay

she met again my descent for the accent
pulled me in and put me up to a liquored lament
and wrote me down, though I had hardly made a dent, or any sense
I'm living off wine, but to who's detriment?
I'm still written off by the would be sentiments
or perhaps I just cooked them
seems I'm a dead-end mistook for an ill, will-weakened friend
yeah we all tend to overlook the hems, when we're on the send

both he and I run demise for elation
so I'd have her know no less volition or dedication than his addiction
to non-prescription, sleeping and pain relieving, medication
when she comes to the bloody country, my guilty nation 

but I can't call it a win when I'm still stuck here, just waiting
I'm calling it in, me and him are being impatient
fuck, he's getting thin, doing heroin by my waist-end  
losing, but first place wasted
yeah, again, it looks like we’re racing
away from what we ain’t facing





lil bitch on big shred xxxx

de la

bass by clara
drums by dan
mixed by cheebee

york

Slow Dance

belonged

it’s of attrition, my lips bleeding
scarred and bare from the fight
I’ve been left, wronged, right, goodnight

an unconditional beating
hell, I’ve been waiting all of my life

oh the glory, ain’t it fleeting?
well, where’s it been all this time?

I’m numb and pissed like a baby teething
and there’s too much light in my eyes!
… well don’t ya get cut, when you cut in line

and I’m counting on you not leaving
hell, I’ve been waiting all my life

a good time

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can't swim / leave it ~ directed by samuel eidelson

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