OHHHH
I SEE MANY MIRAGES ON MY CUSTOM SEAT. ON MY CUSTOM SEAT
BACK DOOR OF MARS, LADY THAT PONDERS. SUPERSTITIOUS CROWDS THAT SWIPE ME LIKE A BROOM
intel guided by plot wizards in the source of the sauce. human defining pictures. orville mortuary, palace of my wishes. character kaiser drink my blood thru the wire. suck my affiliated gas. statues of nominal trash the room is bleeding prozac. scraped off from the ceilings kickback
the windows bleeding the sun...
cold sorcery on my roof, WALLS UNFOLD WITH SPITTING MOUTHS
ON-MY
ON MY ROOF, BEFORE THE MOON. MIND UNFOLDS. SERIALIZED DETECTION WITH CONTINGENT MASTURBATION. MY SPELL MAKES THE ROOM, UNFOLD
consumerized independence. the vorish hole compels me to try it....try it.....
TRY IT
BLOOD. I SEE BLOOD. KINDA? KINDA LIKE THAT SURF THAT SMELLLS LIKE FIRE. KINDA LIKE? DYING
TURF. on the rails of the pews to confessions end use. i seethe decision to my customs LED light. pry my multicenter and paint my image skin tight. emulsify my spine, but protect the fluids.
THE WORLDS FIRE SHOULD FEEL DANGER FROM MAGNIFICENT DESIGN
OUT MY MOUTH COMES LAUGHING GAS. EXPAND THE DRASTIC MAP OF THE
WORLDS
YOU
HAD
my vorish incentives, commands me to try it. the WALLS LICK ME. BEFORE I TRY IT
Former member of Fela Kuti’s Egypt 80 unveils a rich, swinging new record that pulls from jazz and soul in its high-wattage songs. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2024
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Each line on this album is delivered with malice, and each word hits like a mace to the skull. Backxwash uses raw aggression to vent frustration and anguish in a way that evokes an anger with the world rather than a pity for her. Luke Warmwater