attempting lofi vocals
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Lyrics (ish, in no order and probably not 100%)


im absentmindedly
an absentee
of any feeling's
you feel about me

Drugs got me in a day-dream
dreaming through the day
but never asleep
I'm a fiend, for something
N It creeps up in my thoughts
Like a snake tying knots 
around my neck

If it breaks
I wonder who's better dead
The Serpent or the Dove
Either Could, 
Of been shown some love

Truth be told,
We're all abit of Both
Victim, Assailant 
Both Under Surveillance
Awaken One Day N Start
On Glue Inhalant's
Or Smellin' that
Perfumey Fragrance
We're all sailign our Own Pavement
Some of us Pacing
The Same spot Complacent 


hey do you ever feel like your done with the day
just wanna get away, away away,
you don't even know the place
but you still just wanna get away...

Just get away


im absentmindedly
an absentee
of any feeling's
you feel about me


N Im Tippin,
Slippin 
brain-waves transmittin'
I don't speak up
I listen
To Every outlet
I progress 
as the dot's connect
Rewind an old casettee
while I process a new project
I ain't ever happy,
I aint ever depressed
Life is just something I accept
Spark a Cigarette
Lie back and forget 

Everythin for a minute
N once it's finished
I go back to 
solitude,
subdued in  
my own caccoon
digesting molecules
sticky residue
no excuse 
So high I can't feel my face under this snood
It must be the altitude, 
mixed with a bad attitude 
Mushy-soup got me stewed
to help the mood 
Food for thought
but all it brought 
was lungs full of dark-rot
I can feel the blood-clot
With everyshot
no afterthoughts 
heads in the clouds, astruonaut
Cannot go down into the melting pot

A b s e n t

Lamente

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