The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
[Verse 1]
Hey, knuckle-nicks
I'll tell you:
It's helping
I'll tell you:
You're doing the right thing
I can see you're used
And I don't know where you've been
But I do know past failures still haunt you
Thoughtless slow remarks you later regret
It's hard to own up and take the blame
For being a nervous gibbering wreck
So go on be a careless fricking onlooker
So you can sit and not-think about pain
I know about gasping attacks and mirror-blood
I know about shitbags and shame
I know a frickload more than you realise
A frick of a lot more than you think
I know why you can take a kiss
But not a bone-count hug
I know you bite your fat banana fingernails
And I know why you'd need to shave
I know you're a slow fussy pathetic eater
And I know you don't sleep much
But I'll still tell you:
It's helping
And I'll still tell you:
You're doing the right thing
[Verse 2]
Question: did you ever hurt yourself to make somebody sorry?
How often do you pretend to be sick?
You ever wanted something very much but never told anybody about it?
Are you such a slug you can't live without a fricking sundae?
You ever made a bit too much fuss over your cuts?
Yes, the cutting will be quite dramatic
If you get the crisscross slit right
And show an exposed piece of bone
Ready for harvest
And in a few seconds' time:
In a drop of anal red the poison
And your totally disgusting diseased unkempt disgusting excuse of a body
Continues to react
Till mere days after the cutting
The cancer says well hello
In between fairground muscle twitches
And clearly white scaly shit
Tinkerboy says burnt it out
The little c**t doesn't know what the frick he's talking about
And just weeks after the cutting
You really don't know
How well can you imagine
How soon cheap tears are forgotten
Because there's no wasted kleenex or sympathy
Nobody would give a fricking toss
For a quasi-glamour of your symptoms
For your Russell’s sign
Hey hey everybody, we're here to shout
that the magic of friendhsip is what it's all about
yeah we thought we were different as the night is from the day
The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The volcano is death, the lava is death
Death is life, the lava is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The serpent is death, the serpent is death
The serpent is life, the serpent is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
The head is death, the tail is death
The head is life, the tail is life
rats nest better for lifting imo
homie this shit is on tik tok everywhere maybe your dementia is kickin in
>MUH HECKIN DEMENTIA LOOK THE MUSIC IS SLOWLY GETTING FADED AFTER HOUR FOUR ITS SO HECKIN DEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
>BRO I WATCHED THE TWIN TOWER FALL MAKING THIS ALBUM IT MEANS SO MUCH IM SO HECKIN ARTISTIC AND DEEP!!!!!
why are ambient artists so fricking dorky?
You sound like a EDM enthusiast.
And you sound like a homosexual willing to listen to 6 hours of nothing and call it art
Simpelton.
>simpleton
>enjoys the most basic P4K garbage ambient
ok
All caps definitely proves your point better and definitely doesn't make you look like a fricking moron.
test
You'll like the disintegration loops by William basinski
I like fast paced music that gets the blood pumping and the bad thoughts runnin away
So gay
NiGGiN
1 aasta eest
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Hey, knuckle-nicks
I'll tell you:
It's helping
I'll tell you:
You're doing the right thing
I can see you're used
And I don't know where you've been
But I do know past failures still haunt you
Thoughtless slow remarks you later regret
It's hard to own up and take the blame
For being a nervous gibbering wreck
So go on be a careless fricking onlooker
So you can sit and not-think about pain
I know about gasping attacks and mirror-blood
I know about shitbags and shame
I know a frickload more than you realise
A frick of a lot more than you think
I know why you can take a kiss
But not a bone-count hug
I know you bite your fat banana fingernails
And I know why you'd need to shave
I know you're a slow fussy pathetic eater
And I know you don't sleep much
But I'll still tell you:
It's helping
And I'll still tell you:
You're doing the right thing
[Verse 2]
Question: did you ever hurt yourself to make somebody sorry?
How often do you pretend to be sick?
You ever wanted something very much but never told anybody about it?
Are you such a slug you can't live without a fricking sundae?
You ever made a bit too much fuss over your cuts?
Yes, the cutting will be quite dramatic
If you get the crisscross slit right
And show an exposed piece of bone
Ready for harvest
And in a few seconds' time:
In a drop of anal red the poison
And your totally disgusting diseased unkempt disgusting excuse of a body
Continues to react
Till mere days after the cutting
The cancer says well hello
In between fairground muscle twitches
And clearly white scaly shit
Tinkerboy says burnt it out
The little c**t doesn't know what the frick he's talking about
And just weeks after the cutting
You really don't know
How well can you imagine
How soon cheap tears are forgotten
Because there's no wasted kleenex or sympathy
Nobody would give a fricking toss
For a quasi-glamour of your symptoms
For your Russell’s sign
Hey hey everybody, we're here to shout
that the magic of friendhsip is what it's all about
yeah we thought we were different as the night is from the day
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Me personally? I go full goblin mode in the pull-up rack with this flamin' number right here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_HG4c7s_sZI
AND I AM THE SUN
I RISE ABOVE THE WORLD