Incognito

the rarity of the Råįñ

the rarity of the Råįñ [Instrumental]

It's time for Pretty Patrick!

ės ë

nihilistic vanity

dusk

Project of Doom

project of doom (Grimes version)

hallow's eve

hysteria

enter - hysteria

midst - hysteria

remorse - hysteria

aphids on a rose - hysteria

dragonfly - hysteria

red panda interlude - hysteria

fixth angel - hysteria

dreamworld ft. Grimes elftech - hysteria

fin - hysteria

trust comes in 3 - hysteria

advance - hysteria

ughhhhh idk I had this up then removed it but I want it back up but also not really also idk ahaha it's weird

a part of me knew
And the rest of me
Now hates
Me for not changing the fate
For not listening 

A lack of power, wisdom, intuition
Curse my inability to understand and speak my mind
Curse the human being for its sensitivity to change

And the fear the claws around the spine
Fueled by the dirty ones barely alive
Causing one to shrink away 
In urgency to tend to aches 
that shrivel the conscious 
to states of unwellness
Far away from the 
inconsequential present 

The predetermined destiny 
Of this ultimate failure 
Incompatible broken hearts
Unwilling to try and start 
With new perspectives 
Through words and eyes
In the past you would stare
But now you flick and flitter away 
Unnatural for a moth and flame
Forced resistance
History will always repeat itself

All i want to know is why
All i need to hear is why
And how it
And what it meant to you

As i pass the venue
We were meant to have seen 
Would it have been any different
And was this always what was meant to be

Covet the possibility 
Of what could have been
From a twirled and spiraled fantasy
seeking the retired eye within
One much more comforting the further i get
And the more that changes and becomes clear 

Envv the naivety of a wishful soul
One i no longer can see as myself 
I can no longer see myself
I can no longer see yourself

From all that what has it become
I miss the future that never was 
And never could have been
yet every now and then i look
to see the gaping hole that looms behind
reflecting the question why

i look back on an alternate reality
refusing the truth in my memories 
but when the pain begins to suffocate
remind me please
they still belong to me 
they still belong to me
they still belong to us

poke out my eyes
i no longer want to see
pierce me through the heart
i no longer want to feel
intoxicate my soul
i no longer want to be

i want to burn away the unease
swallow the blossoms of an early spring
Choke on a scent so bittersweet
I want to drown in blissful reminiscence

snuff

curse of knowledge
illusion of truth
evolution of soul

"please hold while I forward your call"

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