Chandler Bing

How it can be

reflection

a song about forgiving yourself for past mistakes 

i gnawed up my spine 
vertebrae in my carpet 
amygdala drenched in wine
trillium pushed up the tiles
.
i think it's time i wash my clothes 
been wearing all the stains
they wash out ? i didn't know  
 no one cares what you drank the night before
.
if it festers rip it off
if it's leaking rip it off 
if it spreading rip it off 
if it festers

ouroboros

found this in the depths of my voice notes, untitled and not very lengthy. I clicked it not expecting much but some improvised noise, but instead found possibly the most beautiful song I've written that I've forgotten existed. Seems that I'd dropped it as soon as it came to fruition. 

The audio is crap cus it was recorded over voice memos but it still holds true to me.

beautiful

In the deepest ocean
The bottom of the sea
Your eyes
They turn me
Why should I stay here?
Why should I stay?
I'd be crazy not to follow
Follow where you lead
Your eyes
They turn me
Turn me on to phantoms (way out)
I follow to the edge of the Earth (way out, way out)
And fall off
Yeah, everybody leaves (way out)
If they get the chance (way out)
And this is my chance (way out)
I get eaten by the worms
And weird fishes
Picked over by the worms
And weird fishes
Weird fishes
Weird fishes

weird fishes / arpeggi

(even if we're not changing on the outside, we're changing on the inside constantly. there's some stuff about me that I'd been ignoring for a long time. im afraid of that stuff. but its part of who I am. as long as I know the shape of my soul, I'll be all right)

death of divinity  
heaven fell
i spit out a tooth

im not what i used to be
my knees are bruised
rubbed ash in the wound
  
and i'm fevered
i'll never leave 
so hold me
until i sleep

wisps of what used to be
nothings changed
there's crows on the roof  

there's comfort in nothingness
but there's more than this
i i'll act aloof

and ill circle back
i'll never leave 
so hold me
until i sleep

mae borowski

something’s in the weed, my friend
i’m saying mother mary
closer to hell than the clouds are to heaven
something’s in the weed, my friend
i’m saying mother mary
closer to hell than the clouds are to heaven
something’s in the weed, my friend

nobodys listening to you speak
so i start a conversation with me
can’t you see, we’re all asleep
i love my enemies
because no one hates myself more than me
take what you need
i’m fast asleep

something’s in the weed, my friend
i’m saying mother mary
closer to hell than the clouds are to heaven
something’s in the weed, my friend
i’m saying mother mary
closer to hell than the clouds are to heaven
something’s in the weed, my friend

somethings in the weed im seeing mother mary

something strange-demo

Superstar

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beautiful

Ebony

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