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Amesoeurs - gas in veins

Fifteen Counts of Arson

The End Result of 11 Days in the Mental Hospital

A second thought, it's not as hard as I remember it,
oh my dead poet.
Step off the train admitting admitting all the things I've known.
What have I described for?
This atrophy, the recoil of memory?
It worked for you, could work for me, too.
Too many drinks, figured out what makes me sink.
Too many drinks, sucks me in and makes me stink.

The body stopped and fell apart, what I inherited:
this ground bound stoic.
Open my eyes and feel them breathing down my neck,
all these strangers gaping.
A dizzy ring and blurry scenes, like all things I've lost,
left there in the mud that marks the morning after.
Get lost in time, rearrange what makes me mine.
Get lost in time, rearrange, call it mine.

Your mom found God again and talks about about the accident
like you're still there beside her.
Inside your house, I feel like I could never change.
It's the same as when we played there.
And how 'bout me? The mail-in? the absentee?
"I'd know you anywhere, it means so much that you care."
Caught up in everything that's passed,
and it knocks me on my ass.
It knocks me on, it knocks me out.

I know the light and dark you found
buried in the underground;
Dissolute and spectral and the matter made a sound.
Dog legs in the hound.
Was it really just a bluff?
Will it ever be enough?

The gravel pit mounds that took over your lawn
are like burial grounds for the man I never bothered to know.
Your dad appears, slinking out of the closet
with a face like a funeral. Seeing me caused it

His eyes from the glass of his breathing mask ask me to
search for you.
I'm a time machine bomb as I scour your your lawn,
and I burn, I burn for you.

This is not a fate I could have guessed when we were young,
before acid hit the tongue, you're undone, sucking
cigarettes down just to get through the day
and absolve absolve absolve

Kether

Compilation/Mixtape of demos recorded from 2020-2023

Bored And Alone (Doomer Version)

Divinations - from Mastodon's album "Crack The Skye"

Divinations

viewfinder

oh how i love the silence of growing things.

i know im nothing
but its you i need
unto i bleed
in an embrace
until im free
i see yr face
in every mirror
reflections of unease
there must be something
that im missing
i dont feel whole
out of my control
i set my price up for the stars
and prayed that i could fall twice as hard
if only you could see
the things i keep inside of me i
think all my troubles could just
fade away
if only you could see
those things i keep inside of me i
think all my troubles could just
fade away
away

stuck in a world of dreams i hate demo

DOIN LINES WITH BETO

The night shines a way, into your face, 
I can’t really breathe I don’t wanna anymore
Who cares, less space you’re a disgrace 
To the ones you love, so quit the race while you’re ahead

My scars run deep into my soul, my only goal has turned into my sole regret
If you can’t go, without my mode, I played my role
You made me cold

Now I'm too cold
Now I'm too cold

Ichabod
They say

I got hoes I don't think about calling them
Find a new play then lock it in
Them niggas too fake, ain't part of dem
Can't judge a nigga, tell the judge pardon dem
? They ain't know I'm finna make it
I just got enough weed in my lil pockets to roll two blunts baby let's go ahead and face it ;)
And tell your girl if she's coming through she better ride or imma let it rot
Dead flower, dead flower
Dead like flies everywhere 
I've been seeing ghost like everywhere
Tried to call you but you were never there
Temporary people I'm go and get lost in
Jason made octopus I saw him put the sauce in

The night shines a way, into your face, 
I can’t really breathe I don’t wanna anymore
Who cares, less space you’re a disgrace 
To the ones you love, so quit the race while you’re ahead


Ichabod

let me rot ft. REJECTEDREYNA (prod. JessieRosse)

Amesoeurs - Amesoeurs

Three Sides Dead

Direct Hit

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Dystopia - Population Birth Control

The House Of The Rising Sun / THE ANIMALS .
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