tous les jours ouais c pareil
j'ai fait un cauchemar
et quand jme reveille
jsuis hanté dans le noir noir
et j'ai peur de pas me reveiller
j'ai fait un cauchemar
j'ai bavé sur l'oreiller
me retrouve pas dans mes textes
je t'aime ca me rend bete
c'est bizarre comment t'es belle
c'est bizarre comment t'es belle

c'est bizarre comment t'es belle
quand j'pense a toi ca me rend bete
j'étais tout seul a ta fete
c'est bizarre comment t'es belle
j'étais tout seul a ta fete
c'est bizarre comment t'es belle
c'est bizarre comment t'es belle
dommage que tu soit pas la mienne
et c'est bizarre comment t'es belle
et c'est bizarre comment t'es belle

tous les jours ouais c pareil
j'ai fait un cauchemar
et quand jme reveille
jsuis hanté dans le noir noir
et j'ai peur de pas me reveiller
j'ai fait un cauchemar
j'ai bavé sur l'oreiller
me retrouve pas dans mes textes
je t'aime ca me rend bete
c'est bizarre comment t'es belle
c'est bizarre comment t'es belle

comment t'es belle (feat qbla) [mélo]

icebox loop (inst.)

@angelsprayy

baby désolé j'suis comme ca
j'veux juste me j'ter dans tes bras
cut mon coeur dans le noir
fais couler mon sang entre tes doigts
entre tes doigts
fais couler mon sang entre tes doigts
j'veux qu'mon sang coule en toi
un peu comme dracula
soit mon vampire a moi
j'te laisserais finir dans mes draps
on s'enfuira loin dces voix

@kemoxoo

baby tu sais qu'toi et moi c'est pour la vie 
j'tai attendu si longtemps, t'as décidé d'jamais revenir
est-ce que tu vois les scars sur mes bras, c'est serieux 
j'fais que d'me faire des entailles quand j'suis dans mon pieu

@amm

tu me donnes envie de t’éviscérer vivante
j-j-j’veux voir tes abats répandus sur mon carrelage
ch-ch-chaque cri que t’pousses, c’est comme une berceuse sanglante
ton-ton corps c une toile jle rempli avec ma lame

jf-jf-j’fais danser tes tripes sur le rythme de ma ra-a-age
t-tes yeux révulsés qui me servent de mirage
jf-jf-j’fais danser tes tripes sur le rythme de ma ra-a-age
t-tes yeux révulsés qui me servent de mirage

@nagionsc

jveux voir ton sang sur les parois 
Tu disais que tu voulais de moi 
Baby tu sais que sans toi jme nois
Jme scarfie quand tu m'parles pas 
Une envie de t'ouvrir les entrailles 
D'ouvrir ton corps et d'mettre dla paille 
J'ai juste envie d'être sur les rails 
Qu'le tgv mpasse sur le crane 

Quand j'sors dehors on me regarde mal
Jme sens comme une bête de foire 
Une envie de t'ouvrir les entrailles 
D'ouvrir ton corps et de mettre d'la paille 
J'ai juste envie d'être sur les rails 
Jme sens comme une bete de foire

mords moi

à travers la webcam du pc

plaies

2007!

https://open.spotify.com/track/6qIoXfb6cVi6kxrXhh5oYR?si=5fcc040adb3341f3

@kemoxoo
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il m'accuse d'aimbot parceque j'suis trop chaud
t'es pas mon pote nan t'es pas mon poto 
j'sors mon AWP et jte mets un trickshot
j'te mets une balle t'as même pas l'temps d'boire une mini-pot
(glitch)
une mini-pot (x2)
je hit un strafe j'suis l'meilleur sur CS
tu m'mets pas une balle t'as pas mon level tu peux pas m'test

@comazzz
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comme edward dans twilight jte fais bader
jporte un monster wristband pour le cacher
jme sens stab jme sens stab par un vampire
bébé tu sais qu'tu peux mettre tes fangs un peu deeper
bitch je fly high
mes tears sont red baby dont cry
y'a que quand qu'je pull l'awp que j'peux m'évader
tout les jours alone sans toi j'me sens effacé

AWP (feat. coma) [ALL PLATS]

skaphe ft.kazvelvetskin

Pleins phares + Bonus
Produced, Mixed, Mastered by me

Lyrics 

kesta ma leugeu enleve tes pleins phares 
tu parles mal et tu sais bien quchui pas stable 
si jveux mtuer jv pas mstab 
mais plutôt mpendre en live insta 👍
le blood qui drip sur la jugulaire
comme Andrei jlaisse du sang sur l’asphalte 
jreve juste qu’on m’écrase comme un cafard  
ils kiffent les gosses ils ont pas passés le bafa 

pk mtn tt est si dur 
moi jvoulais que toi moi jjvoulais que toi 
devant lmirroir jme reconnais plus 
jprend les benzo les drogues qui tuent 

jreve pas dla piscine et dla villa 
mais dmes organes explosés dans l’habitacle 
piano roll chui bloqué sur la mm gamme 
ils l’aiment pas mais moi j’aimais bien Negan
toi et moi on est pas égal 
cqui ya dans mes veines c’est pas légal 
t’as pas de clopes je t’en decale pas 
j’empile ses ossements comme des kapla 

dans ltiroir jprend la boite de veratran 
ma musique c’est que des enchaînement de vers atroces 
j’en peux plus stp raccroche 
a force dgratter ma peau elle va tomber comme dl’écorce 

jme jete dans lpuit a ecorcia a a a 
bois dans mon cup il est corcé e e e
le sang est rouge la lame est en acier 
dans un coin dma breuch boite de medoc entassé

Pleins phares *prod me*

LATTER 

I have and will complete opening many doors today 
I love God unto death 
Having faith that Jesus will provide Life through his true reason
I am not. 
Here: 
1.
At his thought, I wandered into two perfectly flawed beings. 
One was of lofty knowledge 
One was of troubled understanding 
The one who was troubled 
Sought after the knowledge of the one who was high 
Rising up to meet them at their level
And the lofty one rose even higher to counteract
Yet the distance between them reduced drastically in a short time. 
I stood in awe 
Suddenly, 
Two became Three 
And Three became Four 
They altogether became the focus of my eyes 
To the point where they would mix and align in a way 
I could not discern who was higher than the other.
2.
God bless my instructor 
Because i truly told him everything 
As if a therapist 
And his answers were methodically perceiving
He truly loves my own insanity 
And accredits it to God by simply accepting me in his lense
Truly to him, on the other side of the class 
He will enjoy picturing the beings on his two shoulders  
3.
****, is a man who has authority over the grasshoppers, consuming the green as he is robed in white 
My robes are pitch black 
Together I hope 
People can perceive 
We shed the same blood 
Innocently defending the favored party 
And me innocently defending the smaller, scorned party 
We turn away from each other 
Raising a hand to paint unity 
With discord in the back of our minds 
You may not yet find wisdom looking at me 
But you surely will find yourself 
The audacity to say "I don't know a thing" 
When im trying to teach the raw love of the gospel 
Before the Law even becomes a factor
Be glad I have heard that from everybody in my vicinity 
For a long 6 years straight. 
This type of love is much suited for those who pass by 

4.
I saw black, hovering near the pinecones 
In the midst of my concern for my officially expelled loved one
Immediatley God began speaking to me 
As a powerfully mysterious equal 
And my considerations become secrets 
What I know becomes what I want
And when I see them like this
I turn down the truths of your premonitions 
There is something greater than me 
That you need to love much, much more 
It needs to overpower you 
Admit Jesus Christ over anything you see him do in me.
Proverbs 3:9-10 
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FORMER
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Ah. I lost the last excerpt entirely because of a bug 
I deleted some comments because of thinking too spontaneously, and energetic refusing to externalize my desire but internalizing it when it needed to be properly starved. 
I had a bad rebellious energy waking up tonight 
But was reconciled

I wanted to prioritize my physical and spiritual health before I jumped into music, or promotional ideas 
or else
I’d finish a song and find leisure again 
—
I don’t know if God would have qualms with the absurd hints I had for the show joke 
But i assume that was the bad energy 
Maybe I’m wrong, it’s too dark and I haven’t read yet 
He’s encouraged me to break several boundaries in my music already, so the idea stems here, I’ll get personal with my imitated identity
Before the fall there was only “vegetation”
No killing, No death 
After the fall and the promise 
To these people who lived 
Every thing that lived and moved was food 
The world was theirs, in their time 
For one to love God with all his being at that time 
Is to ultimatum with God in obedience 
I sacrifice the merit, the spirit behind all these things 
To the sovereign God 
If “satanic” music plays, “satanic” events happen
I’ll make God infinitely more potent in the same portrayals 
I pose in the bloodbath  
For the food of the world is still always a sacrilege 
I imagine the purging 
I revel in their false evil instead 
Everything ultimately serves God 
And if he loves me so
It’s a catering
Perhaps in the garden 
I knew the manna was good 
And feared or despised, even sinned with almost everything else  
I grew in that sense 
If God tells me not to do something 
It should not be done 
And often it is his preferential submission he wants in the 10 commandments 
But now that Christ formed the perfect 2 
Physical reasoning is only for the viable reality 
The danger of indulging out of mindlessness 
That is what I’ve spent so long working on 
—
Dangerous permissive answers I was given that day 
Probably because I’ll always move safely at dark venues
I’d curb anyone who sneaks 
And deny anyone talking on the wrong foot 
Yet when I thought of ways I’d handle blind futures
The better things I thought I said after I left? 
God noted that it was for me alone to figure these things
—
I don’t mind my teeth 
My smile is fine especially at glance 
But I lost my retainer when I was younger 
In my dreams I was insecure about it with them.  
—-
But perhaps I checked the teeth of God in my passion
Taking into my voice the entirety 
Of that which is going to be undone 
And God taking the entirety 
Of my undoing 
Casually seeming
Saw how these things used to grind up the meal 
Were so orderless  
Comparative to the front 
Presenting itself visibly as spotless 
It is a brazen, curious translation 


And perhaps in the same room there was a shift in presence, 
and I looked at myself 
And thought that sharing a food like that 
And unveiling the origin of how my lust is functioning under my ideals 
Was very embarrassing 
But to have lust function over my ideals 
Has not been allowed to happen to me
Under the knowledge of the first 
I’d accept myself with reason 
Casually seeming 
And expose myself to a unity 
That is incorrect 
To take into myself with different cost 
My reputation 
Because what would theoretically be correct 
Is an exaction of death 
It is a haughty, self aware intaking
—-
“Turn these stones into bread” 
Everything from the mouth of God I will eat 
If I eat a stone, it is bread for me 
If I eat bread, it is bread for God.

Even before their existence was tandem 
God let me enjoy that mystery

To turn a man’s organs to the inside 
A writer would idealize what a woman would fantasize
The other should do that latter 
The identity causes androgyny


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footnotes
{No wifi/Low Signal streak:37 Days}

icebox loop (inst.)

STRAY