Altars

God Complex

Haunted Gardens

Daisies (Prod. by Bubbymane, cello by Luke Janela)

Man's Best Friend (Prod. by DEIRYN & Open Ocean, violin by Michelle Kim)

From the Gossamer (Prod. by Svd & Senzoshi)

Produced by Foxwedding
Backing vocals by Lotte Kestner
Violin by Michelle Kim
Artwork by Creators&Destroyers

Lyrics:

Hook:

None of us are saints, but some of us ain’t
You love the paint but the colors will change
Staring out the window again
A hundred rain drops still sit on my skin 

VERSE 1:

Messages in bottles
Lessons that I etched as a staccato 
I go Hatori Hanzo with the gonzo
Until I fill the hollows
Bones dipped in gold go vibrato 
Falsettos cause an echo but for how long?
Heavy as I’ve ever been
Heaven’s just a death away
Boulder-shouldered seraphim 
Broke everything that’s delicate 
Looking at yourself again
Yet you never self reflect
Orpheus & Eurydice 
Like you’ve been to Hell and back 
Innocent to diffident
Indifferent to the dissonance 
Drifting in and out of indolence
Indecent and still in descent 
Disparate makes desperate
I’m distant when I ponder on the infinite
Walk along the precipice 
Always on defensive when 
Autonom reflixiveness 
Albatross’ eloquent 
Watch me while I levitate
Crawling on the Zeppelins
Monologues are deafening 
Do anything to exit 
When I’m lost among the desolate

VERSE 2:

Stalagmites inside my mouth 
Ultraviolet fire-bound
Take the grey I find
And maybe I can make it light up now
Lately I admire how
You make things seem lively 
When I’m dying out 
Words are like a spiderweb I’m spiral bound
My la fleur planting haunted gardens 
Where the scars are formed 
Pluck my heart like harpsichords 
Til one of ours will wash ashore 
Baited breath til sharks’ll swarm
Bay of pigs we’re art of war
Bayonets I’m marching toward 
Lately I’ve been Lobster Boy
I’m running out of air to breathe, be
coming what I’m scared to see, leave
Nothing to the parakeets, these
Summers that appeared to be, dreams
Prisoners of the moment
living among the stoic
Prisms of other omens
Visions becoming real
Sometimes it’s just too surreal
So tell me how do you feel?
Are all the walls closing in?
When only the blue prevails
Stuck in a blooper reel 
Where nothing is beautiful 
A heart like beluga whale
Awaits for the wounds to heal

Saints (Prod. by Foxwedding)

Delirium

Hell is Where the Heart Is (Prod. by Hellion & Cansino)

Prod by Gloel

Verse 1:

Shrooms hit til its rainbow road
I grew sick of the same old jokes
And moved quick where the angels roam 
They won’t save your soul
Flip the world watch em fall through their halo holes
We bruise skin, fused in contusion art
Short fuse interviews to renew the scars
They love you when you’re new but they’ll soon depart 
I stayed hunted by the gloom, you assumed the part
Fuchsia brushstrokes paint the skies with their love notes
Beauty minutiae petunias bloom from a cut throat 
A million lights at night go in a sequence
Did I really live this life or did I dream it?
I don’t want to be here
But I don’t want to leave yet

Verse 2:

I go Romero so feral when I bear it all
I’ll skin my enemies and stretch it out like Harold
Narrow arrows thrown at my apparel
Throne of Blood & Marrow
Crows above a scarecrow 
Made of straw men arguments and table salt
Major flaws cut me open like a table saw 
Saw my inner demons thinking that they’re made of god 
Solemn bits and pieces sink into Venetian skies 
I feel alive in the in the moment between dreams and strife
The words grow from my bones til they’re needle-like
Porcupine spine dying at the speed of light 
Days from a normal life aged like California wine
Trapped in a maze like I’m Coraline
Unamazed mortified unfazed by the thorazine 
Lord of Flies head on a stake that you glorified 
If you’re scared to know yourself this is horrifying
The same me it’s just more refined
In a grave deep where the orchids lie 
Orcas die inside me every time I sing a whale song
Seattle rain became a hail storm 

Hook:

I don’t wanna leave yet but I don’t wanna be here
Everything I love will be swallowed in the ether

Rainbow Road (Prod. by gloel)

Prod by Vague003

An anthem for anathemas
I show anatomy dissect me like a basilisk
Display it on a mantlepiece
Lady Lazarus resurrect with praising passages
Let’s connect our skeletons to save me from the gravitas 
Small talk lips covered in coarse salt
Acid touch armadillo armor arms are Jax’s come
And harbor with an active storm
Place it in a frame until it’s palpable 
Castle Freak bleeding alcohol beneath these castle walls 
Dastardly bastard boy screaming til the shadows fall
Cataloging agony dreaming of an asteroid 
Streaming I’m so lacrimal after all ash dissolves 
I hope they see it’s masterful
Suspended in suspense 
Upended with the rest, never resting 
Yet I’m catatonic 
Living like a matador scribbling in travel logs 
Apple cores littered in my apologues 
Appaloosas running through my sadder moments 
All the pretty horses

All The Pretty Horses (Prod. by Vague003)

Prod by Cansino

Sadistik:

Pretty little zodiac 
tell me are you listening? 
Why don’t you say hello back
when the ghosts are visiting?
living in the sediment
scribbling my sentimental
Mental into wet cement
Everything I said I meant
Not living in the present
Skies become so heavy
I feel like a piñata when it’s empty 
I’ll fill another bottle I’m a MD
20/20 hindsight
In a place that’s full of people I don’t quite like, aye 
Looking out the glass again
Aspirations aspirate 
Compliments are aspartame
Tears feel like they’re acid rain
Always been a castaway
Don’t save me I’m just trash today
I’m refuse
Usually you’re bruised when you get used to feeling used
All these ups and downs I  learned to ride the waves
Most the nightmares are when I’m wide awake
I don’t wanna go don’t let me die today
If it makes me numb I’ll take the side effects 


Mick Jenkins: 

If it makes me numb I’ll take the side effects
If it makes me…
If it gets me pissed off puff smoke
So much talking out the neck nigga we cut-throat now
Not what you would expect 
Fuck your assuming we just added the seasonings 
Told ‘em hoe don’t be cumin when the thyme right
Lime-light in my eye I don’t need that 
Cash when I require best believe that 
In hindsight was just getting by 
’Til I was 25 I’m coming live
Oh did I mention I beat statistics?
Made the fire with the friction 
My diction sophisticated no fiction has been recited
The credit for a belated, shit is Kriss Kriss 
No jokes the politicking make my dick soft put it in quotes now
Fuck up out your respect
See how I’m moving niggas low-key
It’s hard to stay quiet with the OG on me
Only a couple niggas I call homies these days
Said some prayers that got the phonies erased
If we ain’t FaceTiming then you ain’t really know me these days
Not too much talking do my growing silent

Zodiac (Feat. Mick Jenkins)

Prod by Mayten

Let’s burn down the city til Rome is in flames
All the sinners in cinder but no one’s to blame
Set the oceans ablaze while we hope for the rain
I’ve been crowing these locusts in vain 
Seven Devils inside of me dead on arrival 
I read all the diaries heads on a spike 
By my bed there’s no rivalry, write with the Eiffel no idols 
That I can see, I am a beast so why can’t we be free?
lycanthropy, I cannot breathe 
Perspective is hard from the heights that I reach The dead angels they strangled all lie at their feet 
They’re reminding us please pay no mind to their pleas 
While I mine for the pulse of the people 
They fight for the freedom of dying that cry from the sheets 
ghosts that lie underneath Pose as Lions for sheep,
to keep preaching their pious they lie through their teeth
Let me down the oxygen’s heavier now
We’re supposed to play possum while death sings its sounds
Theres no Exodus, pestilence bound it’s too treacherous
When is the end when this Hell is indefinite 
May be dramatic I’m pacing my attic like Attica
Riot no quiet stay Atticus light from the tragic
Shines bright from the past to illuminate trauma
We hide for convenience 
They’re burning the city down Rome is in flames
All the sinners in cinder but no one’s to blame
Set the oceans ablaze while they hope for the rain
I’ve been crowing these locusts in vain 
Seven Devils inside of me dead on arrival 
I read all the diaries, heads on a spike 
By my bed there’s no rivalry, write with the Eiffel no idols 
That I can see defiant to beasts why can’t we be free?

Life Is Just (An Interlude) (Prod. by Mayten)

Prod by Ogui

Verse 1:

Like a canary in a mine 
if I start singing death I hope you’re carrying a 9
8 years deep said I’d marry her in 9
Kings Queen blowing cloud rings staring at the sky 
Sub-Zero temperatures still tearing out my spine
Stars above us hover in a paramount design 
This is cinema, my piss and vinegar makes living difficult
We kiss the stitches shut until it parallels the mind
Constellations look like pointillism poignant pen places poison in em
Dropping gems like an oyster center 
Got a koi fish in him swimming where the noise is hidden
Now I can’t avoid the venom, love-torn from the Joy Division
Increase the dosage til peaks that I reach are closer
And heavens still seem below us this medicine eats its own
My memories each alone, vermillion dreams recurring
I’m sketching it with a rose, you left it beneath my bones
My speech is blurring it’s reoccurring I need to learn 
To play my part, We’re made of carbon that means if it breathes it burns 
Seasons turn to frost-bitten August went into freezing first 
Beast of burden walks in a tarpit until he sinks in dirt, awkward 
I’m dancing with two left feet to a eulogy 
One day I hope my passion turns my ashes into jewelry 
Ruining all I touch when the blood-covered the jubilee
Manuevered through the cruelty, beautifuls what you grew to be 

Verse 2:

Death isn’t a question I’m taking it like a lesson
I etched into in my skeleton case in I forget the message 
A vestige of bad intentions, No Heaven won’t make it better 
Those devils don’t take a breather, they stay and assess wreckage 
With that Hara-Kiri nearing I’m peering across the ocean
My periodic devotions grow teary-eyed from the poems
So weary I’ve been unfocused I’m hearing cries from my close ones
A myriad of emotions I’m mirror-like in my opus 
Let the breath get in I’m present more precious than any gem is 
Sentimental mental’s heavy no respite from leaded headaches 
Here they come, nobody hears me I’m clear you see through the charades 
Never let go of the echoes but savor the time I’m blessed with

Zodiac (Feat. Mick Jenkins)

SADISTIK

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