my heads above the water but my feet cant touch the ground
pulling me back down
rollin in between the waves
an ocean grave without a tomb
consumes all of the light
Im dragging sand down at the bottom
jagged knife with a broken tip
it drags across the skin and cuts me open
sharks are circling
determined tear me limb from limb
Im softly humming hymns from recent past
remind myself the worst will past
and as above is so below
scheming things up on the low
shortly I may blow
I aint talkin brains tho
grippin the pump Im feelin postal
livin on the coast
feelin like a ghost though
tell you Im a lost boy
cannot pay the cost now
gamble with my soul now
couldnt care less anyhow
mortal plane I disavow
talkin bout this drama from the 92' to 17'
thats 25 years spent cold
fuckin with that fools gold
now Im rockin white gold
shining like a diamond
but still sinkin to the bottom
got a lot of baggage
got a lot of problems

GOT A LOT OF PROBLEMS

rip планктон
30.01.24
912R E S P E C T
Tonnylife till i rip
05.02.24
прив leatherface
12.02.24
я поел 
06.03.24
я голоден
08.03.24
Founder of PACAN RECORDS
25.03.24
FUCK SOUNDCLOUD
16.04.24
GUBINA 1'3 TILL I DIE
16.04.24
i to die
16.04.24
IAMLOFI
11.04.25

GOT A LOT OF PROBLEMS

TUNDRAMANE