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fading in a still place

written/performed/produced by SEPHA.
art by sepha.
mix and master w/ drunkgirl

no excuses

written/performed/produced by SEPHA.
photo by ac boulton
mix/master with @https://soundcloud.com/drunkgirlmusic
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Lyrics -

I left my life on pause
I sing it with a different sound
feel like I didn't write the plot.
this storys outside me now. 
this poltergeist is playin with stocks -
past loved one's invested in me
and my brains in a cage throwing rocks
annoyed by a lack of growth in me - though - 
your fears are from unverified sources
angry rhetoric without any clauses
they make you do their work - then leave you in the dirt
leave you in the room with bumps and unknown curses
but you find you were only in your head the whole time
recycling repetitions online
fixed to temporary pleasures to unwind
i'm sick of holding onto bad times

im sick
sick of holding on
to bad times

don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones but
is it right for me to ignore
what i fear could come
don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones but
is it right for me to ignore
what i fear could come
don't let bad times bring you down
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones but
is it right for me to ignore
what i fear could come
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you away
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you 

the ghost says i've got nothing 
only you and that's enough
stop rewriting memories as toxic
cos they became tough
you play the victim then you don't grow or learn 
and make the same mistakes
the choices bury you
and willfully your grave you made
but
fuck the past and fuck the future fuck the new
just make some room for you - before you die 
wishing you were high more
wishing you applied more
wishing your head wasn't two opposing arguments
always blocking off potential doors
and doors away from being here and now and
(here and now)

talked down to
working unskilled labour
tryna build to a new
but the times aren't in your favour 
oh whatchu gonna do
when the arts are a fragrance
all the lands left are consumed
and you need crops and not the flavours
but
there's nothing purer than seeing a stranger nearer
and makin the fire light up in somebody's eyes cos
when you loose pre occupations
with the structures that position us
loose the claims your staking or the heights in which you stood
your free again

your fucking free again.

im sick
sick of holding on
to bad times

don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones but
is it right for me to ignore
what i fear could come

don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones but
is it right for me to ignore
what i fear could come
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you away
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you away from the good ones but
is it right for me to ignore
what i fear could come
don't let bad times bring you 
don't let bad times bring you
don't let bad times bring you away
don't let bad times bring you

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lyrics:


promise this week i’ll do

all the things last week

i meant to do

and in the stars

out my window

i see plans and places i could go


the energy lifts all around 

i’m a spirit when i live this sound 

it’s the only thing to take me outta here

the fog on my window now clears


i’ll try and quit the escape 

and never fear it

no longer try and take the wheel

yet never steer it

when all i learned about myself

set me free

but the weight of it 

ended me



an infestation of loud insects

takin up my space but never payin rent

just like my past self livin check to check

stayin on sofas and sleeping on debts

when your careless your free to a degree

you live romantic while others take your fees

you break outta the shell more stuck

and try and make up for all you took

see a life out my window

so many plans and places I could go


now i’m in the comfort of bare bones living

don’t need big richs just enough to be giving

to all i owe for others and myself

just to pay for daily gravity and health

the quiet strangers are the saviours of the earth 

those who need validation or a needy soul search

them who play their part for nothing in return

those content within their role who never always yearn

reprobate

things felt new

fading

written/performed/produced by SEPHA.
mixed/mastered w/ chio
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Tears Ran Dry

Mole

Memo 4 - 21 April 2018 6:23 pm

only kindness(demo)

"I could spell it out."

For Megan.
Better medicate
Unfamiliar ground to me
Leave it by the back door
I don't have time for this

I tried to reach you, total waste of time
I tried to read you, total waste of time

It's a long way from here
Paths that reach out it in all directions

Wonder if you'll take it
When the branch is dry?
You've given up the right to
Be around for this


It's a long way from here
Paths that reach out it in all directions

It's a long way home (no remedy in sight)

leave it by the back door

BREAK {clean.mix}

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https://soundcloud.com/ripthepetals

yeah, is this just the price of existence
It’s nothing chemical I think it’s the distance
two wrongs make a right in the system 
and were both fucked in the head, what's the difference?


yeah I don’t feel the love or affection
sleep is better cus then my life is fiction
you always got time for him, 
so I sit in this dark room, steady wishing

yeah, I’ve been breaking bones to make it work
peel the fingernails you’re watching the skin burn
tell me what’s wrong? 
you’re always on ig live steady crying

yeah, maybe I was the asshole all along
watch the comments say that I was all wrong
I wish i wasn’t always alone, 
im always fucking alone, please pick up the phone

EXISTENCE; LOSING INTEREST FT. RIPTHEPETALS

SEPHA = singer//multi-instrumentalist//producer ☠✮ ✯☠ 
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All songs written, recorded and produced by SEPHA. (Joey Aybak) unless otherwise stated. 
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contact - instagram - @ sepha.a 
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