written & produced by the mufuka that sings it

Lyrics-
fyr if i die
covet the night birds
i cannot find her
i only roam

pyr out of spite
the flames grow brighter
id cry if i werent
made out of stone

heartbrokekid, i got life support on standby
like i jus wanna die
but fuck it man like i cant ever die
the universe always keep me alive

alpinist i get caught up in the landslides
im jus tryna take me to the sky
i live in these words i fantasize
i jus flip my page i neva write

i wish i could jus go home
driving way too slow
take me to the coast
n bury me in foam

i had known when i seen the hoe
she was gonna kill me bury me in the cold
but thats jus how i feel my veins is filled with snow
thats jus how i feel the fyr burning slow

life is not ideal
my heart goes out to u
im sorry if u feel
walk round wit my noose

i could never kneel 
im jus way too me
i wonder if im real
i wonder what u think

living in the winter
 n i die in the summer man 
i might need another xan
should i chose reality or should i fall into my dreams
 the dope put me in a slumber trance
 too much encumbrance

god sent the cicadas
i be fading
i don't care at all
pharaoh of the faintest
i be hanging
neck is getting tall
i said bitch im waiting
for the day
that i dont wanna fall
lost inside a cadence
 bitch dont break this
 in a state of awe

bitch its all the same
money talk but im in pain
stay away
if u dont understand my brain
i could try to fade away
but i know it would be the same
cauterized veins
u can feel the skin stains

lost in translation
new faces they disintegrate
i say fuck a basis 
caught on stasis
i dont wanna stay
i make new station
new payments
n they litigate
no homeostasis 
no patience 
how i operate bitch

fyr if i die
covet the night birds
i cannot find her
i only roam

i could never kneel 
im jus way too me
i wonder if im real
i wonder what u think

- Faerie Tales & Crimson Castles -
A collage made of my favorite pieces from the various works I've created from Feb '24 to Feb '25. The sounds compiled on this mixtape were crafted using various specific deep residual feelings toward a place and time and encapsulated to be repeated. I call these deep feelings that feel like something beyond feeling "Qwoibs" and each song has at least one of these within its waves. These feelings are specific to me but the beauty of art is that it is up to the observer to say what it is, so I implore you to explore and ponder these sounds however you wish with hope in finding a peace of some kind, whatever that would mean to you. 

- Samben, sending you best wishes from the seventh hell

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i jus wana do it shawdy i wana fyrwalk, i wana fyrwalk, hu yah

fyr

samben