cantata (gjallarhornit cover)

Why Can't You See What's In Front Of You?

Eternal Rest

Belowground - Dumb Fuck

Void Of Personality

The F Word

killmyself.com

every star
you can see in the sky
has frozen over 
now so
dont wake me up,
dont turn on the light
dont come through the doorway

through winding sheets
in the summer nights heat
i saw eyes in the darkness
looking at me 
little tiny people
making little machines
i watched them work all night
increasing their size

subway lines connect the stations, it was all laid out like constellations
that's how a new moon got found, it was in the tunnels, underground
we put the pieces in passenger cars, to different places, far apart
that's how it starts

water and sunlight
is all that they need
they make cocoons made of wax
and plasticine they 
come from darker places
than i've ever seen
with clear open skies
that look so clean

subway lines connect the stations, all laid out like constellations
that's how a new moon got found, it was in the tunnels underground
we put the pieces in passenger cars, to different places far apart
that's how it starts

la la la la la la la, la la la, la la la la la, la la la, la la la la la la la la, la la la, la la la la, la la la

Air Chrysalis

Mirror

Apathy
In my brain
I think I’m turning insane
I’ve got problems
In columns 
I don’t know how to solve them
I embody
No hobbies 
in a genre that I copied
I’m a paranoid   
wastoid
No saving me there’s no point

I’m wasting
Away
I’m wasting
Away

(Chorus)
wastoid
wastoid
wastoid
wastoid

astray
There’s no way
I’ll ever have an array
Of anything
I can’t sing
Meaningless string of nothing
Im Hopeless
Neurosis
stuck in endless psychosis
A paranoid
Wastoid
No saving me there’s no point

I’m wasting
Away
I’m wasting
Away

(Chorus)
wastoid
wastoid
wastoid
wastoid

Wastoid

Lonely (cry of fear cover)

Dreams I've been havin,
thinkin bout what happened, 
I can't say that I am shocked,
but I just don't know why.
Not much need to worry,
nothins really hurtin,
nothins set in stone oh no,
but I could not care less.


You think that it's somethin,
I think that it's nothin, 
but which one of us can really say whats true?
Not me, not you, not some mix between the two.
Oh I'm just askin, some questions I've been havin,
when you say what you know that's true,
but I cannot lie, I've not been convinced.

Not Convinced

CONVINCEMEHERE

The F Word

Not The Proper Attire

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