i could dissapear
i could strain to be from within
do you feel how it burns?
it burns deep into my sleep
i saw this vase of looks and words
i swallowed it whole and stood zonked
cheek to cheek
this sabre
i'm self-employed
i dry my cross everyday
forever in the navel
i killed a thousand hundred smiles
i want to flee from the ruins
or i'll turn into dust
flee from me now
you wouldn't be the last
you wouldn't be a twat
cause it's free to watch me burn
i got to go now
that's what should be
always there at the edge of the circle
judging my every moves
a dull comedy for my own madness
i sweat and weep her remedy
Straddling the threshold between studio performance and digital technique; the NYC artist applies "fake jazz" principles to synthpop. Bandcamp New & Notable May 2, 2024
A collection of tracks from the singer and multi-disciplinary artist's 111 collaboration series, featuring KMRU, Laraaji, and others. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024