The Willage People - Snowy Strangeways demo

If you were cold before this moment 
Bundle up cuz here we go 
It’s Christmas here in Graceland 
You’ll fish my head out from the bowl

And how do you spend your days now 
In the land where Elvis is king 
But it looks less like redemption and more like the Red Wedding 

Well I don’t know exactly what to say 
There’s no master narrative to cart you up and away 
From when your heart’s so heavy that you can’t pick up the phone
To the sweet spot between silence and polite hellos 

The windows down, it’s summer
In heat we roleplay adult 
Couldn’t wait for the backseat 
So we stay up front to the same result

But Massachusetts Avenue 
Delivered us bound to our foes 
Someone took my Love You Tender 
And added two costello

By all accounts, they say you’re doing fine
Well I learned what that means from our precious time
And I know I’ll always love you 
Cuz I won't have you again

Elvis Is King demo

Only God Can Neg Me

Never be 
My domesticate 
Kids, kindling 
Never be my Jane Doe 
Doting, dwindling 
We can't sleep together but 
Mayhaps we can make love 
We’ll say the bed is lumpy 
See you in the morning, bubs 

Never be
Interesting but when
Life scripts in conversation are different 
You'll study and sell the Freud in everyday life 
I'll live it, and you’ll come to the decision 

That someone will hold you down 
And then you’re back alone, cross town 
But that’s your freedom 
They’ll be no interfering 
Meanwhile I’ll be a Sim 
Just trying to walk through walls again 
Just trying to keep it all caving in 
In my corral, maintaining
So it’s back to the meatyard
And the livestock we are
I said there’s nowhere but down 
All eyes fixed on love now 

Never be my
Domesticate
Fate accomplice
Never be 

Looking back to see me 
Huddled under Stepford bridge
For shelter from the storm 
I know it’s far from heaven but 
At least it’s some place warm 


The Domesticate - early version

You Thought You Could Trust a Sunny Smile

Khlysty Instrumental

keep out of reach of children

My name is Blaise Werner and I am from Boulder, Colorado 
where the hippies all spawn. 
But I free-lined my way to California
To drink Natty Lights because I can’t handle vodka 

And my outtakes beat your spotlight, isn’t it groovy? 
A girl like you could use a guy like Sakurai

Last year my roommate sucked, but this one’s better. 
We smoke lots of cannabis and wear huge-ass sweaters. 
If you can rip solos, then fight the power 
Because when you’re a rockstar you don’t have to shower.

And I think you should check my highlight reel, I promise it slaps hard 
A girl like you could use a guy like Sakurai 

One more verse before, it’s all over
And I go back to tending this here throbbing hangover
I’ll give you a crash course and it’s intensive: on Why "The Legend of Seaweed Man" Isn’t Offensive. 

And I think you should check my soundcloud, I promise it slaps hard
A girl like you could use a guy like Sakur...
I don’t know if you’re buying but you’ll like what I’m selling
A girl like you could use a guy like Blaise Werner

The Legend of Sakurai (blaze diss)- pontius pilates

From Avignon to the darkest room
Filled with hubris and a meme-laced kind of gloom
Stick to stolen jokes because all your rhymes suck ass
Here's the part where I will lay you in the grass

I have a dog and it's better than yours 
Even if rather sped
I have a dog and it's better than yours
Because your dog is dead

My man, just open up your eyes
Peel from off from that Playstation, open wide
Name just one good song you've written for ID in recent times
Fucking "Tale of a Weary Traveler"? Your ass is mine

I have a dog and it's better than yours
Even if rather sped
I have a dog and it's better than yours
Because your dog is dead

I have a brain and it's better than yours
Because I read non-Ayn Rand books
I have a song and it's better than yours
Because I can write hooks

I Have A Dog (Seth Diss)

Hamra is for lovers, that’s the game
The skyline from this rooftop set ablaze 
Somewhere sucking down Cheyenne champagne
My better half’s locked into judgment days 

To what do we owe this reprise
Test-driving old confusions
Before you walked, why did you crawl
Your way to disillusion 
And here we stand at Love Part II
A riddle too tough to undo 
Another installment to

This year’s model muffled through the shaking walls 
There’s no action, just distractions, and play-acting, 
Looks that trawl
The rock bottom of your conscience and the halcyon machine 
Open, overwrite 
Memories, harsh light 
A most homeless way of housekeeping 

And will you still be there next fall
On the new grounds you’re staking
Whatever it is that you want
I’ll be here annotating 
With your dreams in hot pursuit
Here’s your unmarked tribute 
Return to sender IOU

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