NEW EP!!!
Maybe it's Teraout... ok?

NAME: Blindfold.
Genre: Teraout

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"CLAWS & KNUCKLES"

Where do I get these things?
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#dubstep #riddim #neodubstep #teraout #trap

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blindfold.

no distractions can waver it.
—-

and i wake up late, and i’m hungover from the fact that it’s only 8
ask em "when did your cherry pop", they said "on the day
that i went to the fake barber where they stole my face"
i’m so sobered up, i’m so sobered up the whiskey got me on a rut
i should cut out my own eyes so i can't see the fluff
i should cut out iodine so i don't think too much
fuck the shadow, we blazin’
crack the shadow, we- , all my life will be filled with the daisies
slapped my friend’s bong off his hand, now he’s moving like [???]
i wonder why i can’t do the same, if i help a nigga so easy
personal fever

clickonmeiwantthemoney

sober

it broke, but the shards harmonise into something.
—-

frangere

maybe i need to retune it.

*keep an eye on that church building, you may see it again*
—-

that cross in my pocket

[interlude]
lest I even start.
—-

everywhere i go i see your face
haven’t stepped aside yet just give me space
there them nosy ears take my steady pay
spirit bounded by the chains of its grace
i saw a vision yesterday
and i always wondered if you saw the same
you don’t have to hide it, they won’t ever see it love
staring at the pics they run away elate
i done broke my hair, like it never changed
pulled my ‘sane’ out too, siege and trebuchet
law of motion third, there are better days
law of motion first, always carried away
something in my head eating off buffets
you are not as crazy as i like to take
you are not as crazy as i like to
quad 1s, make a wish oh angels above
looking at the pics- lest i mess up
if there's not much to me love, i won't dry your mask ah-
i won't drive you much, ‘cause i’m threading through your film, it brings me
awe (awe) brings me- awe (awe)
‘cause i- threading through your film, it brings me awe (awe)
lacklustre dimming the windows, keep me up (awe, awe)
sun kissed skin and on my eyes, i need it locked
oh ha~ i took so long to find you
oh heart, can i be the same without you
without you
without you, yea, yea
without you, yea, yea
without you, yea, yea
ahhhh~
without you, yea, yea
without you, yea, yea
without you, yea, yea
ahhhh~

stayed for a while

[outro]
alas, i'll fix it since i'm your coda.
—-

do you really know~
how blank~ its been... numb
it's all numbed but it lurks,
late night sentiments, useless
do you really know how blank it's been
do you really wanna know how blank it's been
moonlight cracks over the white canvas
four-wheel drive, pushes the dirt over the painter
(have I been chasing it right?)
pneumatics pulled me to my head
and i’m wondering if i’m turning into them
into them, into them
i oughta make a new send for myself
(the canvas will keep me bucked unless I show within)
tune my spirit and my omens won’t be meld
dreamy eyes abroad, rationalised it off
don’t want sunken costs, the truth is all I’ll stock
stars aligned, gotta get
all my nerves in line
whistleblower needs some nurofen, turn the tables let em do the time
op, op, take the spire, when?
not much for me or (or) the wild, archaic moves leave me wrenched
starving for some real desire
God never made me for the easy mind
wholly soaked in demanding vibes
shoal amour was a warning sign, no one would’ve ever thought it like
gotta tune my spirit like radio, but it’s noisy white
still I hunt and I search it
I’ve been a runaway from all the culture
sandstorm blur your eyes; from there
faux pas will gag a skelter
you’re as crazy as I am to still believe there’s any stellar
I won’t be wasting my nights in sentiment for a conjecture
one night I had a dream, at 2am, 2am
walked into your cabin and felt warmth
I could feel my nerves again, it struck memorable
I remember this old building, I was killed in it
here I am, ‘bouta blow it again, l-o-v-e sick
man fuck this shit, don’t want night sentiments, it’s so useless and
i’m contraband, schadenfreude en masse, schadenfreude en masse
snowstorm, iced coffee in your hands
should I call this forlorn? here the cabin really veers
(mirage, hot choc) saw the crackings in the fields
hollow floors erupt the railing, and I-
and I, don’t really want no more
and I, don’t really want no hope
and I, don’t really want no strokes
(and I, and I, and I, and I)

nothing blooms at midnight

that cross is a lot to take in, even with the pretty glue.
—-

i don't wanna speed up, i don't wanna slow down neither
these months been briefer, haven't done much to feel some
i ain't ever felt less blessed, but it's me though, god always testing
will i go a smoke a new pack full of keygens, lurking in the flowers
i need it, i need it
really? lazy ass niggas can't need it, timing like ice in the spring
i've been running too much on my feelings, running too much intuition
flying so close to the sun, oh lord, i got some berries to bump
on broad skylines, i see my own bluff

(oh lord, i bump) (oh lord, i)
(oh lord, i) (oh lord, i bump)
(oh lord, i) (oh lord, i bump)
(oh lord, i), never tried to grow up for a minute
(oh lord, i), i'm tired of the tugs and the gimmicks
i'm hunting for a star on my ceiling, burned my pilot light, looking for a ciggy
(oh lord, i), really would you love me so empty

24k on my chest i front, love flexing my heartbeat till i drop
would you fix me, kintsugi, i swear on god i'll save us couple
loving that cuff on our wrists no fluff, sodastream sparkling eyes through god
jading would kill me, so i'll poison my cup

the cross in my pocket - gon blaze it

pocket locked, locked
lady luck, luck
kismet on block, block
i'm so ahhh ahhh
going brazen, that cross in my pocket won't phase it
got limits lady luck, she'll take it
kismet on my block, i'm taken
revenge on the niggas who wading
shitting all on the court, forbearing
shitting all on the clock, so daring

kintsugi

you're my melody*

beastboi x arya - onlybmyself

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i don't speak german

unbound, i’m off rocky roads (wouldn’t you know)
Its sound, half of you’s pull me right back in
It's sour, I shouldn't even be here right now…..
Nobody gon’ take it
Nobody goes taking the blame like a bih, leave yourself vacant
Nobody gon’ take it, Nobody gon’- 
Nobody gon’ take it, Nobody gon’- 
Your blurry tongue, makes it feel like there's nothing to you

free

auf wiedersehen

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