Hard Bitter Candy

AngelicSuicide

Day Will Bring

OldPiano

This is the 6th track off of Discovery.

Produced by @NK-OKproductions. Recorded, engineered, and mastered by @soggydough of Distorted Music Productions. 

Do you remember?
It was back in the day. (Way back) Little league with a hot dog after we played. (Good times) Keep to school young guns that's the way to get made (Uhuh) adults speak so we'd listen to whatever they say. (For real) Be whatever you want, astronaut, princess, or an NFL star. There's no limit to the bar. (Ok) Cuz life back then, never seemed that hard. (Pretty much) Simplicity with trickery is bliss. (Eh) Ignant to reality while growing as a kid. (Eh) Smiles in the morning and hugs in the evening. (Love) Polaroid shots summer camp just cheesin. (Haha) Girls with the cooties so we run away screamin. (Ruuun!) Hot wheels peeled on the concrete screeching. (Vroom) N64 new game straight geekin. (Yessss) Super smash. Taught me how to use computers, future fact. (4th grade?) Now my parents need a tutor just a use a Mac. (Hahaha)

Chorus:
Do you think about the old days. (Old days) Do you remember? Did you forget about the old ways. (Old ways) Do you remember?
Just a 90's baby, (waddup!) mind full of dreams nothing short of amazing, (yeaaah) caught reminiscing on my childhood lately, (I know) playing with the pocket knife my father gave me, I'm growing up! (Ahh man)
Do you think about the old days. Do you remember? (Remember?) Did you forget about the old ways. Do you remember? (Remember?)
Do you think about the old days. (Old days) Do you remember? (Remember?) Did you forget about the old ways. (Old ways) Do you even remember? Look.

Interlude:
See I'm like. Not saying this shit cuz I wanna change my past or anything. It's just. Idk sometimes I look back, get an idea of what made me into who I am. Moments, people, events. A lot of times I wish I remembered more of how it felt to be a kid again. Then again that's life ain't it, constant changing.

Eh, it's the age of iPhones and TV logic, little ironic, (right!?) I used to worry about my piggy bank instead of economics now I'm flipping bills and checks chasing a profit. (Get money) My goodness oh looky where my childhood go.
Seem like a couple years I was sledding in the snow, (I know right) playing basketball, my 8 foot hoop. (Classic)
stand pickles or tomato soup. (Uheww) Never got the pox so I guess I'm immune (guess so) and mama said I'd be the
could make a woman swoon and faint from the gentlemen. (Steelo) Dreamed of being 16 no bike and no more pedaling (no more) with a car of my very own. Cruise along the road see the sights of the rest of the world.
Do you remember?
I ask I ask, I ask. Do you remember? (x2)


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Pelly - Do You Remember? (Prod. by NK-OK) #6

Good Ones Go Remix (Wright Decision Ft Cory)

My Flow (JROCC Beat)

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From The South (Famix)-Gregg Costa & Jody Oakwood

戶本也خि i也® meets Kiki De Montparnasse
BALLAD OF DA MOON
The moon came into the forge
in her bustle of flowering nard.
The little boy stares at her, stares.
The boy is staring hard.
In the shaken air
the moon moves her amrs,
and shows lubricious and pure,
her breasts of hard tin.
"Moon, moon, moon, run!
If the gypsies come,
they will use your heart
to make white necklaces and rings."
"Let me dance, my little one.
When the gypsies come,
they'll find you on the anvil
with your lively eyes closed tight.
"Moon, moon, moon, run!
I can feelheir horses come."
"Let me be, my little one,
don't step on me, all starched and white!"

Closer comes the the horseman,
drumming on the plain.
The boy is in the forge;
his eyes are closed.
Through the olive grove
come the gypsies, dream and bronze,
their heads held high,
their hooded eyes.

Oh, how the night owl calls,
calling, calling from its tree!
The moon is climbing through the sky
with the child by the hand.

They are crying in the forge,
all the gypsies, shouting, crying.
The air is veiwing all, views all.
The air is at the viewing.

Federico García Lorca

BellaDonna

did something a little personal this time
never put this one out til now!

somebody that i used to know

Nina (B)

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