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this is a rough draft of an EP i made in a week as part of an album jam hosted on the music server. i hope you enjoy!

I Knew Him As Morgan

20 Minutes

I Love You, Markiša, But You're Stressing Me Out

nimi ale lon toki pona: written and performed by jan misali, produced by me

jan pona: written and performed by me, sampling the toki pona episode of conlang critic by jan misali

thank you shroomy oak for helping me figure out the album cover

happy anniversary to toki pona

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jan pona (ft. Jan Misali)

nimi ale lon toki pona (with Jan Misali)

Too close for comfort [wip]

Sinus Infection

Baby, don’t make me cry yet
I know that music’s your love language
And I speak a hundred dialects
I do what I do and I learn what I learn
And I try my best to apply that
I know I’ve got something to do on this Earth
I’m 20 and I haven’t died yet

Linguistics server taught me gender is fluid
And that Turkish agglutinates
Yeah, and spending some time with you, I’ve gotta do it
Cause soon, it’ll be too late
I just gotta see you a hundred times
And then you can move away
But you’ve got a different sense of what drives you
And we’ll never be duplicates

And I know what you want and it’s not who I am
But I can pretend
I look through the lines of the texts that you send
What you actually meant
Look, baby, I know I’ll survive,
I’m not good at goodbyes, but it is what it is
Yeah, it is what it is
I’m not good at goodbyes, but it is what it is
(Fuck, man)

Baby, don’t make me cry yet
I know that music’s your love language
And I speak a hundred dialects
I do what I do and I learn what I learn
And I try my best to apply that
I know I’ve got something to do on this Earth
I’m 20 and I haven’t died yet

samples sangman by jan Misali

Sangman (feat. jan Misali)

Taking the bus and
I love the conductor 
Cause he lets me on it for free
And we can get comfy 
I’m buckling up and then 
Putting my legs on the back of the seat
They make it so plushy
I don’t wanna leave
But I know we’ve got places to be
Look at the country and look at the trees
The bus is where I wanna be

I spy a blue car, a green car
and a feeling of peace
I try, to be far 
Cause I get stir-crazy in the city
My my, cause we are
A couple hundred miles from everything
I sigh, and lock eyes
With the person sitting right next to me

Who are you, where are you from?
Where do you really just wish you could be?
Danville, which one?
‘Cause there’s a hundred Danvilles
And we’re passing a hundred damn fields
But I’ll tell you I can’t even sleep 
I’ve got my head poking through the sheets
Every plant that we pass it just fascinates me

Taking the bus and
I love the conductor 
Cause he lets me on it for free
And we can get comfy 
I’m buckling up and then 
Putting my legs on the back of the seat
They make it so plushy
I don’t wanna leave
But I know we’ve got places to be
Look at the country and look at the trees
The bus is where I wanna be

Bus Song

Wash

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i’m griffin! i live in chicago. #general. cover art by mac!

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