Check out the game's teaser!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=YfbZ7lAAlrM
Other links:
https://twitter.com/dust__riser
mr-sauceman.neocities.org/dustriser.html

Dust Riser OST - Positive

LYRICS:

chorus:
just think about it
(i'm better off, i'm better off on my own)x2
+ (hook)
runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
i'm afraid, i'm afraid, i'm afraid, i'm afraid
just think about it
(i'm better off, i'm better off on my own)x2

Verse:
Lying, scheming, become a prophet, but
Flying, dreaming, makes a non profit
Take a book to my brain, always let that knock it
How could you mock it, you know I can't stop it

Begging, pleading, baby I'm bleeding
Man in charge of my own healing
Devil on my entree, cut like dante
Slice down my demons, flaunt like you wanna haunt me, nah

I'm the one who took control of the day
Then I met you and you took it all away
Stay, ugh, please just stay
Hooked onto the way your hips sway

Let me be your date
Drive down to your state
Drive me full of hate
Let's decide my fate

chorus:
just think about it
(i'm better off, i'm better off on my own)x2
+ (hook)
runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway
i'm afraid, i'm afraid, i'm afraid, i'm afraid
just think about it
(i'm better off, i'm better off on my own)x2

avoidant attachment style

pope joan!

mushin! 無心

the high priestess!

still humble!

tower of ice & glass!

sun and steel!

Hook!
Pop off, drop off, ash in my lung
Phoenix wings singe while the pain still stung
Hot head dash, I’m a burnout blaze
But I run my rage like my Sonic phase

No fam, no plan, no peace, no leash
But I stitch that scar with my thrifted fleece
Grit in my spit, and I took up our lease
I’m a rogue ring thief, and I run from police


Verse 1!
Crashed like a cart in Casino Zone,
Cracked in the dome, i couldn’t leave it alone.
Junk in the chest, heart gone broke,
Gag on the smoke from the bridges that broke.

Snap out spring in a thrift store shoe,
Tags still on with the pain I knew.
Pop one thought, then it ricochet right,
Didn’t get love, thrust quick into fight.

Hook!
Pop off, drop off, ash in my lung
Phoenix wings singe while the pain still stung
Hot head dash, I’m a burnout blaze
But I run my rage like my Sonic phase

No fam, no plan, no peace, no leash
But I stitch that scar with my thrifted fleece
Grit in my spit, and I took up our lease
I’m a rogue ring thief, and I run from police

Verse 2!
Racks in the bag, that Goodwill green
Caps for the cold when the past get mean.
They took the title, tried to claim my crown,
But I flipped that fate like a tag marked down.

Zones on fire, no emerald eye,
Dash past traps when the vault now dry.
Back from the black to the second act,
New game+ and I’m still on track!

Hook!
Pop off, drop off, ash in my lung
Phoenix wings singe while the pain still stung
Hot head dash, I’m a burnout blaze
But I run my rage like my Sonic phase

No fam, no plan, no peace, no leash
But I stitch that scar with my thrifted fleece
Grit in my spit, and I took up our lease
I’m a rogue ring thief, and I run from police

avoidant attachment style

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