Old Jazzy Instrumental Song

Quickchile

can't wait to wake up
and do the things i've done
a thousand times
can't seem to escape
my orange, funhouse mirror fantasy
do they believe
do they believe
oh oh
that isn't me
do they believe
do they believe
oh no
that isn't me

heal me just once more
just another day
get me out the door
just another day
the last time i swear
just another

i am not a man
just a cocktail
of substances
we don't even know
who i am

funhouse

plunge

silcenced barrel 
pressed to the back of her head
black lines flow from her eyes
in patterns like the veins in his head
just a blank canvas 
never uprepared for punishment
as if there was a choice

internal kingdom
destroyed by the war
bodies debries sanctions
nothing more
happy to call you my ally
my war prize

captive 
protector
happily ever after
until next week
turns to a disaster

tyrant

Lyrics:
Standing on your four legs
You wave your arms around
I'm a stranger in your stomach

You'll tear leaves from their branches
And throw us in our graves
And there's no coming back

Your heart beats in your chest
Swinging side to side
Moving quickly now

Noooooooo 
(sounds of feels)

Oh and it brings me down

Untitled III

conflicted and ambivalent
yeah just a little bit
stuck inside these walls
yeah just a little bit
escapism addict 
yeah just a little bit

and i hear the pistons fire
smog fills the air
as shadow people drop coal
down into the flames
'
i'll sail away tomorrow
on clouds of pollution
laugh at dying armies
of internalized demons 

gears grind away
the shadow people will cough 
i'll use this coal
to power my greenhouse
you can grow anything you can dream of

no diamonds perfect
under a big enough microscope
forget the fractures
mount the stone
let it shine

forget the fractures
mount the stone
let it shine

Uncertainty Principle

i wake with 
scratches down my back
like a hellish bedbug attack
a fall
showed me to my place
a fall
came with raging haste

and now my mind's 
a melted circuit mess
couldn't pass
a simple benchmark test
the fiery landscape
of the nightmare plane
can't let you go
but please enjoy your stay

it's halloween hotel
a penthouse suite
in nightmare land
monsters you can't understand
pairs of starved vampire hands
a part of some demonic plan

it's halloween hotel
and through two soot-soaked windows
sits a scenic view of hell

nonsensical white noise
visions of choice
ghost voice
a space where sore souls go
fixated on past woes

Sean Holly

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