Laying on the ground
look at my chain,
I fell for tricks - kick me,
I can never have enough
It's just a wound
I'll look in the mirror next week
to see what I can do.
Tell me to try,
I'll put in the effort
but thats the most you'll get.
I was certain to shine,
bang my head on the dresser
and something could come out.
Shock demons
Salmonella
Black curse
Wet sweater
Cold seasons
Umbrella
Diverse
Worse weather
Got a letter,
it said shit,
got a Shiner
Look what I've found,
some hidden pain I'll exploit
hit me I can never get enough.
I'm fucking immune,
inoculated by a choice
to like it when its rough.
I bury whats mine,
digging the dirt til' my hands hurt
mud under the nail.
I'm still certain I'm fine,
bang my head for the pleasure,
just figuring things out.
Chalk freedoms
Cinderella
Black purse
Chain letter
No feelings
Dark cellar
Slow verse
Dumb Feather
Marvelously vaporous production defines this beat tape from Illinois producer Frank Leone, featuring a guest verse from loji. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 17, 2022