made a potion in my room late past light
brewing sinister alchemy is my birth right
sip it slow cause the spirits in the bottle bite
and ive never seen those fuckers lose a single fight


I'm in tune with the magic
never sober anymore
I unravel the fabric
while you shut and lock the door 

im a wizard
and I love casting spells


and my robe's getting wet
wading through this mist
and the ghouls getting mad
cuz they cant get nona this
if the opps fly on me they gon get the magic stick
fairy dust in their nose
got their head in a twist 

drawing sigils on the backs of my eyelids
got my toungue melting on some chemical
test strips
coming up orange sunshine what a nice trip
mix n match with all these spells and im losing grip

wizard

Make the news

what do you want from me, what do I want from you. I just cant believe anything is true. rip the organs out of me, i wanna see what grew. i need to really see, i need to know who. whos that kid in the picture, i cant make out what it is 

i dont wanna be a person anymore. everyday of my life is a fucking bore. i cant make it to my bed so ill hit the floor. i dont wanna be a person anymore. wanna mold inside my room and triple lock the door, cause nothing makes me wannna see tomorrow in the real world. knock me out i wanna sleep. kick the ghost right out of me, give it booze give it weed, throw its body in the stream. i dont wanna funeral, its not something that i need. never left the utero, always stay inside a dream. nothings real, nothings real, i cant see outside my head. never real, never real, tied with chains to the bed. couldnt feel, couldnt feel, when you bit and i bled. never real never real

unperson

soothing, forgetting who you are, clouds cover up the stars. seclusion, be colorblind to art. cant stand when we're apart. but I dont mean to hurt you more than what I need, im sorry

moving, candle wont shine far, or light my drying heart. losing, my face twisting, bizarre, becoming grimoire. and I fall into the cotton bed above, in the autumn

autumn

Wicked Edge of Your Soul (Single)

hands bleeding salted ink to the floor
as it writhes to lose my grip evermore
warm waves of radiance
I trace in circles around your skull
I'll never open what you sent
because it's only over when I know

I feel your nails rest to my skin
like grass under a midnight snow
teeth gliding smooth as linen
our fingers numb as I give out
can't raise my limbs to fight
so I lower my eyes closed
it's not paranoia when you're right

It's not paranoia when you're right

flick that look at me. stab me in the throat. when i talk to you its 40 thousand volts to my fuckin face, lapping up the smoke. hold the button down missy lightning bolt. whip it super speed, lashes breakin on my neck pouring over me drilling right into my head. walking down the street and im tryna hold your hand, but the wires falling out,
holding on just by a strand

shock it back to life. god youre such a pain. cause it rips me out when you say my name. the charge is getting low and im feeling sane, but the shaking stopped and now you wanna play. and i can tell what you couldnt say, you want the fucking boot just like a gutter stray

slide your spikes into my gut. our melting flesh is cold as mud. the sting is fading into dull, and i wanna be your taser slut

taser slut

Currently busy studying highly arcane and ambient domains such as taking fat rips and making phat riffs

Wicked Edge of Your Soul (Single)

wizazarrd

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