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Queen of the Left Hand
03:12
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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
02:37
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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 at night//covered in puke
The only thing i remember// is puking on yoiu
I feel something//deep down inside
I feel no regrets//for the puke i created tonight
Im selfish
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Son of Sa'am
02:13
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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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NUMB
02:17
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I was numb I couldnt see. I felt the pressure build inside of me.
Blood lived in my veins cant you see. Now it lives on the ground by me.
I tried to show this life some peace. Now war rages inside of me.
Deliver this body back to the sea. Dead or alive thats where Ill be
I was numb i couldnt see. Felt the pressure build inside of me.
take my heart with no mercy. stomp it out on the ground. make me bleed.
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Kill Me Dead
03:01
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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'd 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
the rat in my head says im a mess/ took me out, bought me a dress
I live in total hell/ hidden deep inside my mind.
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Voices Crumble
02:26
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I am alone. I am aware. Of the blood on my hands. Of the knife in my hand.
No regrets. Except this life. I choose to live. I choose to die.
Take my body. Turn it to ash. Throw it into the wind. Bring me back.
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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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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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Lo-fi, scratchy, and somewhat vulgar punk rock straight out of Cincinnati, Ohio. Don't overthink it—they didn't.
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