lyrics: When you wake up half dead on arrival
What you've become - you'd better run like hell
Did the voice inside your head tell you a lie?

You'd better bring that thing back to your mind
The other ones are coming up that hill
Yeah the underworld ate you alive

When I die just return to sender 
I'll drink to your health on a warm December 
the cup will spill but never dry.
And the jaws of life they are never sated
but they'll spit out, what you've created.
Let the poets know, that I tried and I survived. 

Doubting Thomas see my hands 
(I survived)
Doubting Thomas see my hands 
(I survived)

To Your Mind

Hi, I'm Pixie—a soul-led creator crafting healing ambient soundscapes & modular synth journeys from the heart of the PixieVerse. My music is designed to soothe, uplift, & empower, offering a gentle space for reflection & renewal. Whether you're seeking calm, inspiration, or a spark of inner light, my tracks are here to accompany you on your journey. 💫

ÜGGG¥'s Oddities....tracks not likely to be found on any other platform

Following guest submissions from twitch.tv/UgggyNeedsBackup

just a sample goon producing unc music.

check my bandcamp page for my latest music:
https://jayfehrman.bandcamp.com/

🎧 as blue as the forest horizon. as deep as a puddle.🎧

To Your Mind

Forest Blue