open up your calluses
and broken up involvences

the solving is the palming sin
the promises forgotten when 
the violence wins. 
a fever dream seemed heaven sent.

your colors ripped my bloodshot eyes
which took your own as final prize

the price involved, the price you gained
the voice i broke, to mouth your name

a sick and twitsted lullaby
you catalyze, and bastardize

that painful fucking lullaby
you never seem to cauterize

you take from me, you disregard. 
you're getting off, i'm bleeding out

i'm bleeding out 

what did He do?
what did He do to you?

tourniquet

you came first from the clouds
i watched as you slowly 
learned to hate me
the future is forced 
dystopia

so forget about me

but remember this 
with a formidable dread
you'll never feel it again

gold and crimson

talking to myself
talking to someone else

is lifting up this brick
more than a chore

folding in my hands
directing where they point

while stating we are something
sculpted different than before

life isn’t some big gamble
you forfeit or you score
seems your intonation rambles
but you always ask for more

you see, i’ve had this coming for a long long while you think
i’ve had this coming for a long long while

speaking with a tongue
that can never move the words
aware of what is lost that’s in between

some little patch of perfect
to be wretched isn’t wrong
placing faith inside a candle
while the light is turning off

Ridge Mountain Circle

Precious time
So long so far
So much ahead of me
This unsettling peace
Could not recall

As the time pass by
I won’t need to try
Faith is not aside
Knowing i’ll seen the light

Everything i haven’t put into text

Zeventien jaar

Sieve

art by https://www.instagram.com/shy.puppi/

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"Lakes"
19/01/23 - 02/03/24

Lakes is probably one of my favourite songs I've ever made. It's about doubt? or grief? in a way, I'm not entirely sure how to interpret it.
There is definitely tinges of illness in there, and reflections on myself? if that makes sense?
The lake is a pretty simple metaphor for mental illness or just, mentality in general, interpret the quiet however you want, but for me it's that sense of dread or grief when you realise you don't feel anything at all, or that you simply don't care
again, this is what I think it's about; to be honest with you, I don't really know what my songs mean anymore, the lyrics just sort of came to me and I wrote them down, and I sang them, I work out what it means later on, but with all my recent work it just seems very difficult to pinpoint what it's trying to be or represent, and whether that's for better or for worse I'm not sure.

I feel like this is one of those songs that'll outlive itself, when im long dead and the internet is a giant wasteland of dead media, maybe someone will find this and appreciate it, maybe even tell their friends about it, and just enjoy this small piece of me from my little corner of the world, and even if that never happens, that's ok too.

oh well, as always the mix and master is rough, but I think it serves this track well

See you soon!
- Faith


Lyrics:

The lake's gone quiet, my friend
(and) I'm not going where the wind goes
(you look me, anyway)

Look me in the eyes, tell me "this is living"
cast myself out, to the main beams

the lake's still quiet
the lake's still quiet, my friend

Lakes

i ask you how, was the time, since we crossed paths
it’s been slip, ping away, and you regret that
and that's what, you'd have said, if you wanted to
you’ll omit all the parts that have haunted you

you ask me how, has it felt, to become downstream
it’s sort of like, waking up from a bad dream
and that's what, i'd have said, if you dared me
i’ll omit all the parts that despair me

i’ve been lost since
and the sea, its defrosting

oh no
oh no
big wave

oh no
oh no
big wave

downstream

Silent, Ruiners

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