see me on the beach; fucking oceanside
see me on the beat; bout to die
see me in the street under a sheet that looks like concrete
it feels like a dream
gone for the night. where’s my keys?
torturing me. why do you have what i need?
creep through my dreams. walk to the edge of the majority
she says that she miss me but she don’t call me
picks up the phone when she’s cheating on me
i’m half down the street
emotionally, metaphysically
why you running from me?
smoke like a cloud. i’m a helicopter.
blades overhead you’d have thought that i was robocop or something i dont know
i could tell you what i think about kush for the low:
only premium will touch my blunts
i’m in space sweat pouring off my face i’m afraid cuz i lost my fucking name
baby it’s okay i’m safe i just lifted off
tastes like grain but it’s salt i just licked it all
eternal youth, i thought of you
space was okay but my bones tell me that i’m earthly
something like a jazz singer drinking hella liquor
got a lot of fingers, artifice for many women
you know what i’m thinking: i’ve been wonderful
don’t you think i’m like an angel?
i can do no evil
except when i don’t see you. i’ll be drowning people.
i’ll be like a seagull in the summer. i’m a demon
i’ll give you a reason to fucking leave me
i got dreams but my dreams don’t got me
you just shot me! are you a cop?
i’m seeing blue but that could just be cause of shock.
bleed out got my feet out, socks out.
got the rock out with my glock out, cop out.
im offensive but playing defense
i got the ball now that deaths my only friend
my lifes about to end
fuck!
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