Dull by Design

lyrics:

can't pretend to be okay
When I'm falling the fuck apart 
I'm sure you've heard I haven't been okay 
Ever since you broke my heart 

can't tell whether you led me on
Or if you got too depressed to care
It's hard to stay away from alcohol 
When I see your face everywhere

You seem so glad to be rid of me 
But maybe it's all in my head

afraid to talk about it 
The things I find out might kill me 
Afraid to tell you how I feel 
I don't want you to hate me 

Afraid that I pushed you away 
You made me feel so happy
If I never hold your hand again 
Don't know what that would do to me

Afraid

Music by J. Arbor & Vocals by Derek Fahey of FalseStart: https://soundcloud.com/falsestart_fahy

Playboy

Playboy (Falsestart/J. Arbor)

Private

butterflies are deaf outline

got my own shit bumping out the benz truck
i got my blade tucked, cut you, leave u fucked up
u know u fucked up, why u mad im fucked up
im always fucked up, so why the fuck u fuck up 
shut the fuck up, i dont wanna hear that shit
my sleeves r fucked up, cutter with the blade n shit
my kidneys fucked up, i aint with that faking shit
sim city fucked up, chop it, screw it, play that shit

valedictions to the losers quick
stay mad on some petty shit
bloody chalice, bloody wrists
bloody knife it never miss
raven!
dear burning forest, come and take my eyes
take my heart, take my soul, break my fucking spine
the sliding hills try to turn around and tell me lies
i only tell my deepest, darkest secrets to the pines
if i aint right, that means im wrong
and if aint right, that means im gone
come and take my soul, its in the pond
down the way from the trees looking on
im so evil baby, i dont gotta try
and ur not evil ur just someone i despise
and ur not evil ur just someone in disguise
take off ur mask, show the world whats inside

got my own shit bumping out the benz truck
i got my blade tucked, cut you, leave u fucked up
u know u fucked up, why u mad im fucked up
im always fucked up, so why the fuck u fuck up 
shut the fuck up, i dont wanna hear that shit
my sleeves r fucked up, cutter with the blade n shit
my kidneys fucked up, i aint with that faking shit
sim city fucked up, chop it, screw it, play that shit

burning pines (benz Truck) - raven!

And these are they which are sown on good ground; such as hear the word, and receive it, and bring forth fruit, some thirtyfold, some sixty, and some an hundred.

And he said unto them, Is a candle brought to be put under a bushel, or under a bed? and not to be set on a candlestick?

For there is nothing hid, which shall not be manifested; neither was any thing kept secret, but that it should come abroad.

If any man have ears to hear, let him hear.

And he said unto them, Take heed what ye hear: with what measure ye mete, it shall be measured to you: and unto you that hear shall more be given.

For he that hath, to him shall be given: and he that hath not, from him shall be taken even that which he hath.





Mark 4:20-25
King James Bible

having itching ears

let him hear. (Rosh HaAyin edit)

Sitting In My Room

Go Home!

Full EP via https://prettyolbird.bandcamp.com/album/flower-loft

FLOWER LOFT

Hundred Yen

Hundred Yen *See Description*

And brought them out, and said, Sirs, what must I do to be saved?
And they said, Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ, and thou shalt be saved, and thy house.

Trans. Do your best. 
Chicago. 
I don't know what I am doing.

Dream & Guitar Sounds. Noise Pop. I mainly play guitars, but love to play keyboards and tinker with electronics.

audacitygazer and ableton noob working on an album while battling lethargy. also have a band with some cool people and it's really fun

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