Couldn't find a beat that didn't fuck enough
All ready to the floor
Couldn't find a beat that didn't fuck enough
Couldn't find a beat that didn't suck enough to fuck it up
BUT I can still do whatever I want
I got this thing in my hand and they call it God
But it's not
They look into your own soul
See fucking empty, burned out holes
I wanna be there
I wanna be there
I wanna be there
I wanna be there
I don't need anyone to tell me how I'm doing, I know it
Don't need anyone to tell me what I'm doing, I know it
Die like a dog and laugh it off
Act like you're safe in a circle of salt
But I don't want that
I want the other one
Don't want that
I know, I know, it feels so hard
I can feel it in my bones now
I can feel it in my heart
I don't need anyone to tell me how I'm doing, I know it
Don't need anyone to tell me how I'm feeling, I know it
The c@, the legend. Compositionally beautiful, a singular vision genuinely thrilling and flourishing in creativity. Whatever prog rockers feel about King Crimson or whatever I think about this band Devi McCallion
Cartoon Network will always be my favorite for the pure trauma venting, but Music... Music makes me cry every time I listen. I want to say both are my favorite, but Bandcamp sucks ass lol danijayy