Blackbird

I

Blackbird cackling in the courtyard,
Wisteria growing all twisted against the wall,
My true companions for the past two weeks –
Memories, that’s all.
You want me to take you back
Like a shark attack,
No baby, I don’t need another chance
To suffer and rise again.
I don’t intend to take any advice
That sets me up for sacrifice,
Somebody else can save your world.
Went walking in hell by the fiery sea,
Met some people a lot like me,
They’re still there with people like you.
Can’t think of anything I’d rather do
Than forget everything you put me through.

II

Mamma would you send me
Some of that Baton Rouge coffee.
No one out here ever makes it that strong.
I want to wake up and face the day clearly,
Been half asleep for way to long.
He wants me to take him back
Like a shark attack,
Oh no Mamma, I don’t need another chance
To suffer and rise again.
I don’t intend to take any advice
That sets me up for sacrifice.
Somebody else can save the world.
I went walking in hell by the fiery sea,
Met some people looked a lot like me,
That ever happen to you?
There must be something you’d rather do
Than talk about the things
I’ve just been through.
Blackbird singing in the courtyard.
Wisteria — blooming — against the wall.
Blackbird singing in the courtyard.
Wisteria blooming against the wall — Blackbird.

Three Pawn Shops

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Industrial, defiant rap-metal for the lonely. Female vocals slice through metallic guitars and deep bass, projecting rage and self-crowning energy.

Razor Wire Queen

DETECT

locked again

Been running solo way too long noticed I need company 
Feels like it’s too late like every time I try they run from me 
Don’t know why I feel distrust, don’t know why I feel so hated 
I was smoking so much weed, feeling so dazed and sedated 

Detox hit me like a truck, feels like I’m just catching up 
Everyone I left behind it sucks I just wanna love 
Take all my achievements if it means I’m alone then I’m just stuck 
Calling out for help but karma’s telling me I didn’t do enough 

I don’t even try anymore
No one reaches out this cycles got me crying on the floor
I just wanna make memories that I keep within my core
But, I feel like if I reach out I’ll just be ignored

Cus I lost contact with half the people in my contacts list 
Other half I half heartedly spoke to in the mist
Lately I’ve been feeling sick, but I should have made the effort
Now I’m drowning in my solitude inside in rainy weather

Running Solo Prod. Me 🔐👤

Frost bites under the sun, a man walks out of himself.
Monochrome mornings, trust evaporates in the silence.
Every lyric merges with the city’s emptiness.
Vivid hiphop production and emotionless days collide.
This is winter rap for invisible figures.

Silent Frost

低頻保持強壓感，中頻金屬層帶來空間冷冽感，高頻控制在刺耳邊緣，營造冰刃效果

Northern Settlement

TNB - NOC A CHLAD

低頻深沉持續，中頻厚重金屬層強調壓力感，高頻尖銳，帶來精神緊繃

One Camp

drained ##isowave (@ocelot)

All fucked up for CC, if you want that you got that.

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Eric Dahl is a songwriter with ties to the state of Washington on both sides of the Cascade mountains. He was born in Colville in the northeastern corner of the state. His father was a teacher from Spokane who soon moved with his family to western Washington. Dahl’s mother is a native of Leavenworth with relatives in the Wenatchee Valley. Eric grew up in Kent and south Seattle, but thanks to his maternal grandfather and uncles, he worked in the Leavenworth fruit orchards and hiked from an early age in the Cascade Mountains to the high lakes. Later he studied and published poetry at Whitman College in Walla Walla, the University of Washington in Seattle, and at Oxford University where he was awarded the Isis Poetry Prize.

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