2025-08-14-221101089_15082025.m4a

dedicated to my beautiful younger sister, Yana Tomassian. nimitzlazohtla, cihuaicnitl.
additional vocals composed and performed by Jacob Strom
engineered, mixed, and masterd by Josh Elstro, Roberto Parker, and Kyle O'Connell at the Music Resource Center-Cincinnati
cover art by Bennie. @cozylile on instagram and twitter

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smile (prod. mt. marcy)

I proudly present my second solo tape, Perpetual Atlas

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered in my bedroom in Tucson, AZ

Written by: @donimusic, @regansgee & @whotullis
Produced by: @origamibeats
Mix & Master by: @donimusic

Perpetual Atlas

Too Soon (feat. Regan & Tullis) (Prod. Origami)

Written & Recorded by: Reed Pake
Produced by: https://soundcloud.com/ibr
Engineered by: https://soundcloud.com/ibr, Blindsightmix & John Garcia
Sample Credits: "Autumn in New York" by Kenny Burrell Quartet (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1E31yVClW4)

Special thanks to Ibrahim for letting me hop on his amazing beat. Follow Ibrahim and the rest of the https://soundcloud.com/offthejump crew for some awesome & innovative music!

LYRICS:

Verse 1:
Yesterday I found my Asics from eleventh grade/
Dirty and decayed, I'd say they've seen their better days/
I crept my feet inside to not inflame my ankle sprain/
They seemed to fit okay but they just didn't feel the same/
And it’s a shame, I remember the day they came into my presence/
Never restin’, always hittin' the ground of my town to start trekkin’/
Seven days a week I’d tread the street so free, felt like a legend/
Steppin' to the present where the wonder continued to lessen/
My toys I used to cherish are now relics of the past/
I start to wonder why I used to relish in this crap/
So I put them in a bag to trash, but I am too attached/
I wander to my attic, stuffin' them into a stash/
Late nights at the movies no longer have any beauty/
Once a haven, my bedroom has grown to be borin’ and gloomy/
My house that used to seem so roomy now feels kinda puny/
Why has my home of 20 years become so foreign to me?/

Hook:
I’m changin’/
Yeah I feel that I’m changin’/
Tradin’ the boonies for a new me, it’s cliche what I’m pursuing/
But a life that's plain is what I am eschewing/
Man I guess that I’m changin’/
Damn I think like I’m changin’/
But I know what I am doing there is no way that I’m losing this passion that I got inside brewing/
I’m -/

Verse 2:
Cruisin’ in the back of an uber perusin' tweets/
My screen is like a window to the life I used to lead/
And my window’s like a screen where the view is a lucid dream/
Hypnotized by the lights that ooze and bleed on Druid street/
It’s new to me, I used to be able to sleep to crickets chirpin’/
Now I drift away to hobos blurtin’ sermons from my cutrains/
And I’m pretty certain my apartment smells a bit like urine/
It was disconcertin’ but I'm gettin’ used to livin’ urban/ 
I’m traversin' in and out of bafflin' amounts of scaffoldin’/
To get a seat inside of the T, I’m Mortal Kombat Battlin’/
These people clumped together when I want them to be scatterin’/
And bouncin' off of me like liquid atoms when I’m travelin’/
Imaginin’ that honkin' horns emit the sounds of instruments/
In marchin’ bands to celebrate my entrance/
Cause fuck my insignificance, I’ll quit trippin' in pigeonshit/
I didn’t move to the city to abandon what my mission is/

Spotify/Apple Music

Changin' (prod. ibrahim)

Written by: Reed Pake & https://soundcloud.com/atlas

Produced by: Rabbit House (https://soundcloud.com/rabbithouse)

Mixing & Cover Art by: Ibrahim (https://soundcloud.com/ibr)

Mastering: Blindsightmix

Sample Credits: Hidamari Sketch OST (10) Shinmiri (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v30L5S3vX1k)

Aimless (ft. atlas) - Single

Aimless (feat. atlas) [prod. rabbit house]

but jus almost, everything is almost, and i might fall again

prod. YoungTaylor but technically https://soundcloud.com/verzache (?) 
https://soundcloud.com/verzache/juvenescence
mixed/mastered by https://soundcloud.com/geo_1022

but i'm not there yet
and it pulls me down even farther knowing halving never ends
because I'll never hit 0 or infinity, either or
limits can't be reached and yet i've topped mine out
and now i'm feelin like a discontinuity, solve me analytically
directly substitute me with the c term, 
with the waves
like i'm boutta rip tides to the sea
i don't wanna feel like a math problem 
need the book to breach
the surface of the understanding of the person that is learning but do not comprehend
speakin foreign languages to teach you how to conjugate
but every letter's off and grammar seems to fail you every time
now you wish without a doubt that you understood subjunctive
but the junctions of the thoughts are subpar
so now 
i been..

but jus almost everything is almost
and i might fall again cuz

but i don't think i can drink
cuz the bilirubin's elevated levels make me start to think
bout the possibilities of liver failure maybe more than gilbert's
jaundice ain't a joke but i been hiding it with long sleeves
eyes down so they can't see the yellow and the veins
of my eyes keep it mystery
like the fact that my coats really only help me hide my scrawny arms
and my jokes about death make it seem less serious
but really i been stressin lots and even all dis tea don't help
and i don't really know what to do
so jus tell me please

but even knowin layouts doesn't bring thematic similes
that click before they're cliche 
everything's a repeat
over over done, everything's been used
and even with ideas nothing's good enough for you
and comparison between people runs into your mind
makes you question whether all your work's a truth or it's a lie
like you stole from someone without knowing
plagiarism in the sub c
it's gettin cold in my heart to the sub z's
try to fend it off
try to fend it off
imma fly up high
so 
so high

Chrosky | Husk

mr. brightside.

The rocks on the bottom are cold when you first touch. 
Been on ‘em so long, it doesn’t bother me so much. 
I wake up and salvage what I can of my dreams 
before I splash some water onto my mood and have to leave. 
I take a step out, breathe. Sigh to release the pressure.
Physically, I’m present but my eyes keep tryna exit 
out the window. Picture myself anywhere but here. 
Need to turn off autopilot and remember I can steer 
but my floorboards creak. 
I haven’t had a normal conversation in like a week. 
Just “No, I don’t need a bag,” 
and “Thanks for swiping my card,” 
then try to get out as fast as I can 'fore I need to talk. 
Hurry the walk back before my body falls apart. 
Drop down onto my bed like why did I even start. 
As I slip back into slumber, I wonder 
where the why of it's all gone.
I keep coming back ‘cause I've been going so long.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning tonight.

I wanna write a love song but I can’t 
‘cause I can’t be around a girl without apologizing in advance 
for all the mistakes that I haven’t made, 
problems I haven’t caused. 
I self sabotage before I even get a chance to offer 
my hand in yours on a romantic walk through a national park.
I’d give you half of my heart if I wasn’t standing so far,
if I didn’t flash up my guard automatically 
when actually, I’d trade every star in the galaxy 
if it meant that the gravity 
couldn’t grab you and steal you away.
I just wish I had a reason to be feeling this way.
I just wish I had an address to send these letters to. 
‘Stead I fold them into airplanes, 
throw them and hope that they get to you. 
I wanna fall so you can catch me.
Cry into each other’s arms until it passes. 
I wish I could say that I’ll make you happy but I can’t.
I’ll try to figure out how ‘til I get the chance.

The more I learn, 
the less I feel I know it.
Feelin’ like the less you know, 
the more I feel alright.
But somethin’ ‘bout that voice I hear reminds me 
that it’s only the beginning to life.

Tears don’t mean a thing in the pouring rain.
I ain’t got nothin’ to lose. I got it all to gain.

the more i learn [prod. by mr. master]

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produced by the talented @juniordbeats, go check em out!
mixing and art by me

Lyrics:
[annotations at https://genius.com/Zamir-bunker-buddies-lyrics]
it's kinda hard to stay calm with all this talk of A-bombs
i can’t really ignore it what with Donald taunting K. Jong
and since nuclear war is now basically quite imminent 
i’m wondering if you’ll join me in this basement that i’m living in
it’s got accommodations, it’s amazing as a bunker
we can hunker down and face an Operation Rolling Thunder
i’m stacked on games in case we wanna play and never slumber
and got snacks for days so we don’t waste away from our hunger 
this is an exclusive invitation
only for the few I’d like to stay with if our days are ever numbered
as a human race, i mean our population was encumbering
this earth in any case, so in a way, this really may not be a bummer
a nuclear apocalypse,
when it’s over we can hunt for oxidants and fuel to take a rocket ship
to space, from the waste of a once beautiful metropolis
just stocking it with things that are useful like... umm... chocolates?

(or maybe oxygen would be smarter... ehh... actually i'll stick to chocolates)

and honestly, i’m not exactly sure what has me more scared
it’s kinda strange but i fear climate change as much as warfare
with oceans rising all the coasts will find themselves submerged 
and i don’t think the current government has shown enough concern
we’ve got researchers waving publications in dismay
as our leaders keep taking our nation to its grave
so when it comes time to find a place in which to stay
like I mentioned earlier, my bunker basement’s pretty safe
in a worst case scenario, an earthquake might bury you
but otherwise i’ve kept track of every single variable
if temperatures get crazy my AC will keep us very cool
if oceans rise we’re waterproofed, and i’ve got a tube 
that runs up out the room a couple hundred feet into the air
my neighbors think that i’m a kook, but there’s no being too prepared
so whether it gets hot out or we face nuclear fallout
if you hear this, for you i’ve got a few feet of room to spare

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bunker buddies (prod. by jrd.)

On Spotify, iTunes, Google Play, etc.

Prod. @yungmaple
Mixed and Mastered by @iamhrtbrk
Cover Art by @iamhrtbrk

afterlife (prod. 🍁yungmaple🍁) [Available on Spotify & iTunes]

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5b_HOtUKcak

feat. @ibr
prod. @kastrosplace
mix. @ibr
art. me

Lyrics:
It's been about thirty two minutes or so/
and I'm clutching foolish optimism like she'll slip through the door/
and sit down with a story, telling of traffic -
"Would you care for a refill?"/
yeah, thank you, sorry I tend to overshare with people/
it's just I've had quite the crush on her for - "I'll be right back with your drink"/
oh well, it's only been sixty-one minutes I think/
clink ice cubes with a straw, the table's candles forming puddles/
rest my fist below my jaw, her car could be the source of trouble/
but she hasn't read the multitude of texts I sent, and I won't reprehend/
like it could be an emergency, or she went to bed, maybe she just -/
"Sorry to interrupt, but are you ready to order?
we're closing soon, I recommend the lobster on arugula, the dish is new and-"/
No, I'll get the fettuccine, please, with chicken/
text her one last time, it's urgent, damn, she knows the evening's ticking/ 
like I'm a decent guy, well, at least from what I've heard/
I don't think I'll find the courage to stand up and say goodbye/

and I'm still waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, resolve never waning/
and still I'm waiting, wait here oh so patient/
wait here all long night, I'm waiting and waiting/

I'm waiting for her to reply to my text/
I know it says "seen" but maybe she didn't see it just yet/
"I guess, but you've been here for three days, that doesn't seem strange to you?"  
So what? She's late, and this table's purely made for two/
my plate of food, has grown a bit cold in the past month/ 
but it's not too far fetched for someone to run late and catch up/
any second now, she'll- 
"Do you want this to go, or should I just throw it out, it's been a year-"/
No thanks, no point in acting like it's over now/
I know my beard's an overgrowth and I'm becoming one with this chair/
but a decade's nothing, I won't be the one who's under-prepared/
for the future, cause she'll arrive and we'll survive the ruins/
until time folds in upon itself, so what's your two cents?/
...hm, I guess he left or he closing up the business/
I can hear metallic thumping and explosions in the distance/
a stray dog is chewing on a human bone right by the entrance/
there's barbaric men outside and all they're toting make-shift weapons/
I just think it's odd she's hasn't tried to phone or send a message/
but I'll wait right here 'til time as we know it is non-existent/
I'll just wait here and drink until the last one's dry/
I mean c'mon really, I'm a stand up guy/

Spotify!

Stand Up Guy (ft. ibrahim)

Lyric video out now!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vCdNwuyB2dw

prod. @ibr
mix. @ibr
art. @headhaunter

Lyrics:
The screen door mesh framed the prologue perfectly/
as the clouds coiled into something more serpentine/
fervently, my eyes darted back and forth to catch a glimpse/
and managed to see something land beyond the glassy palaces/
dust rippled off speakers for emergency broadcasts/
as some unmarked vehicles were circling on past/
streaming different colored tape you're not allowed through/
all the while a vivid darkness swirling in the clouds brewed/
my stomach free fell every time I craned my neck/
peering up and out the world that maybe never paid its debts/
the weather vanes were bent from winds that seemed to change direction/
on a whim, impaling pretty songbirds onto tapered ends/
it started making sense when reporters stormed en masse/
cameras forward, prying up the boards, disclosing fortunes stashed/
but it was more than that, when they switched the channel/
to a discarnate voice saying more just hit the ground/

and so plentiful rumors sprout out the weeds/
trying to get a stranglehold on the brand new intrigue/
because it came from above and shimmered when it fell/
to here, shattering the facets of an upper realm/

I saw the silhouette of consequence/
up on the hill surveying the entire continent/
as many more fell, well into a countless digit/
peppering the field of view, the seeds that grew we're now infinite/
clouds were shifting more amorphic by the second/
like a portal pouring endless gemstones on the poor and helpless/
"pandemonium" could not express the event/
as the sand dunes were melting into a mess I've never beheld/
I shut the cover of my moisture trap manually/
the rattling up above had been addling my brain from back to front/
I could barely recognize the retooled, pelted ground/
that was beaten down beneath the steel wool textured clouds/
and I sat and stared up at the thriving storm that built a scenic view/
as ragged wires of light engulfed the night so unbelievable/
the water rushed around me, the strangest thing I've ever seen/
as the open door framed the epilogue expertly/