EMPATH w/ HELLBØUND ANGL

I’M IN HELL AGAIN

Panotune- Tundra Smokin

Panotune- Autumn/ Falling Leaves

baby don't leave
you own me 
you own me

i keep seeing shapes in the corner of my room now
i don't feel okay, im not a bitch so i won't back down
girl we're young
girl we're young
yeah i know 
but im fucked
in the head
my vision slowed
when i walk in, no one ever fucking knows
day n night
everynight 
im dying slow
i don't mind
smoke a blunt
watch me choke 
alright,rewind
i need you home
blue eyes
my arms
tight rope

bitch im never going back
i can't even smoke a pack
anxiety fucks my head
keep thinking i'll have a heart attack

i can't even drink so im dying with no comfort 
she don't wanna link so im dying in my converse 
pick me up, let me in, take me home
i hate this view i call my own

baby don't leave
you own me
you own me
me me

i don't even know whats fucking real
i can't even tell whats fuckin real
shell of who i once was
im just a shell of who i once was
i won't sip it till i see the seal
i will pop that pill if it's real
i am just a shell of who i once was
i don't even know who i once was 


when will this feeling fucking end?
they don't even notice what i said
if you point the gun i won't run
if you point the gun i won't run
i don't even care anymore
i just throw up on the rug then i sleep on the floor so
bed sweats every night when i wake up 
im soaking in the sheets with my own blood

baby 
don't leave
you own me
you own me
me me

You own me :( (Prod.stillvanishing)

Autumn(prod shades)

Lyrics:

Just another painful memory
Trying to see with my teary eyes
I can feel myself crashing down
Every time i breathe in air

As i look deep in the sky
Multi color glow made me cry
Everything reminds me of you
Letting my heart sink right through

Why not take me out
Have a little look into the sky
Give me little something to remind
Having me feel the way i should
Let’s sneak out into the cove
Little paradise, our treasure trove
I don’t wanna lose the way we are
I don’t wanna lose out who are are
When i look back 
I miss you so bad
The way the heart feels 
Don’t wanna lose that
When it rains down, 
I feel under weather
The way you walk away,
Never made me feel better
Feeling so lovelorn
I can’t take it
Feeling so torn up
I can’t feel it
Weaving these webs
That had me clinging
But even my heart
Can’t fix the mending

Just another painful memory
Trying to see with my teary eyes
I can feel myself crashing down
Every time i breathe in air

As i look deep in the sky
Multi color glow made me cry
Everything reminds me of you
Letting my heart sink right through

painful memories

painful memories [+ Cobalt]

numb (Prod. $adthrax)

Elemental Vol. 6 continues the journey begun in Vol. 1, returning to the meeting point of nature and circuitry where country becomes techno and techno becomes country. The project carries forward the Elemental idea — that music, like weather or landscape, isn’t a metaphor but a living force that moves through us.

The sound remains tactile and porous: guitars still breathe, synths still shimmer, but the pulse runs deeper now, steadier, like groundwater finding its course beneath open fields. The arrangements move between organic drift and machine precision — footstep and kick drum, heartbeat and bassline — tracing a quiet dialogue between wilderness and pattern. It’s not fusion so much as coexistence: a music that sounds both handmade and algorithmic, campfire and circuitry, soil and signal.


Watch It Fly

Where the Calm begins

I walked the long way home.
Every lamp leaned inward,
wanting to see the same thing.
My shadow stayed behind for a cigarette.

Windows glowed like slow blinks.
Somewhere, a bus sighed out its passengers.
Someone laughed.
I missed the timing to join in.

Every corner felt rehearsed.
Even my footsteps seemed borrowed.

There are two streets to every place
the one you walk,
and the one that remembers you leaving.
I take the quieter one.

A stray cat followed halfway.
We didn’t speak of it.
The pavement carried on
with its small, relentless music.

I thought about turning back.
Then I thought about thought.
Then I kept going.

There are two streets to every place.
One to go,
one to forgive.

At the corner I forgot
which life I was walking toward.
I kept going,
because what else is there to do with night?

The Quiet World

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I’M IN HELL AGAIN

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