if you're thinking that a man wouldn't touch you with a hand i could take you to the land where the young boys can
imma pop another xan put it right into my hand. AY.
im your biggest fan let me take you to the sandman
don't knock just come in at the top. you could drop a couple lines till the music stops.
keep singing till you hear the cops
stop talking when i tell you stop
when i can't get enough imma call you
when i stop getting love imma walk to you
theres words on my face i could tell you what they say but i dont know how to make it out
big mouth talking real loud
cash cow i kill you right now
but i cant go to the slaughterhouse
take me home but i want to take another route
forge my own signature.
run from the undertaker, he's got my name down.
the only moment that i got is right now.
pagan lives are indispensable
you're irreplaceable
and i don't know what to call you baby
i could show you how to pick a name but they all come from my membrane
cellophane and butane. and looks like black rain
Lo-fi experimental synth music from the Estonian producer and frequent Dean Blunt Collaborator, crafted in conjunction with a graphic novel. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 24, 2024