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Queen of the Left Hand
02:51
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I twist on through the night with my eyes rolled back and bright white.
I see into my brain. Inside all I see is rain.
I slide through the open door. In your room you'll sleep no more.
I tear down every picture I see. Hanging from the ceiling you'll find me.
Depression overload I'm queen of the self loathe.
Can you take me to my grave.
Mental overload I'm queen of the left hand.
Can you take me to my unholy land tonight?
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Selfish
01:24
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I awake in the morning covered in blood
I think about all the people i never loved
I think about my frustrations building up inside
I feel no remorse for the victims i killed tonight
I awake a night covered in puke
The only thing i remember was puking on yoiu
I feel something deep down inside
I feel no regrets for the puke i created tonight
Im selfish are you selfish?
I awake in the morning covered in blood
I think about all the people i never loved
I think about my frustrations building up inside
I feel no remorse for the victims i killed tonight
I awake a night covered in puke
The only thing i remember was puking on yoiu
I feel something deep down inside
I feel no regrets for the puke i created tonight
Im selfish are you selfish?
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Kill ME Dead
02:46
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What if i wanted to die? what if i couldnt take my life?
what if i took too much time?would you make sure i would die?
what if i started to cry? i'm begging you to spare my life
thats flashing before my eyes would you pray for strength to take my life?
I just cant take it anymore. This life is such a fucking bore
everyday is just a total blur. i burned out, i have no nerve
every thought in my head is a mess. spit hatred under my breath
i live my life in total hell hidden deep inside my mind.
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Son of Sa'am
02:50
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I am the son of sam
I live with a possessed hand
I dip it into the night
Theres no hell that I wont fight
I ain't no son, oh no
Im a daughter with no soul
I live in a world so cruel
Ill burn down your world along with you
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Call Me Out
01:27
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called out for cultural appropriation
because my skin is not dark enough
to be native american
even though its in my fucking blood
you call me out. you dont know me.
you call me out. you dont fucking know me.
called out for my sexual identity
because my relationship doesnt reflect
the feelings ive felt since i was a kid
so what? i fell in love with someone with out a dick
you call me out. you dont know me.
you call me out. you dont fucking know me.
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Ba'ad Trip Pennsylvania
LOFI recording project started in
2013 by Punky starting with a 90's computer mic and moving up to a 4 track mixer. Big whoop.
Everything here was recorded by me and every instrument was played by me.
Ba'ad Trip recommends:
queer punx homies from Youngstown, Ohio. <3
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weirdo lofi punker homies from eerie. shit rulez
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Beach Goth recording project of mine.
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Colossally good New Wave out of Portland, with the nerviness of Kleenex poured into hooky pop songs.
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Spetters / RA!D
by Spetters & RA!D
A terrific split cassette from two promising young indie bands, this is one part melody, one part fury.
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The Corruption of What Cheer?
by Jane Doe Ensemble
Restless, agitated no wave for modern times built around razor-sharp guitar and roiling percussion from Jane Doe Ensemble.
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