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2 Stickers total (1 DeeP. sticker and 1 Couch King sticker). Printed from the Couch King Sofa Barn on quality label paper and individually hand cut using an x-acto knife.
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about
Originally released on SoundCloud on July 7, 2019
I am always trying to be more neutral and nonjudgemental in my experiences of myself and others.
Just so you all know, I am healthy, happy, and doing well. Life is good for me. I am very blessed.
Sending nonjudgemental listening and witnessing out into the world.
Big thanks to DeeP for passionately inviting me to join in on another project and choosing the perfect beat for me to channel the shadow muses. Huge thanks to Russ for laying down the cool experimental guitar work and taking a break from mixing and mastering duties.
lyrics
She was found alone dead in her bed
27 years and already dead
He went and took one straight to the head
And it took 3 days before any knew he was dead
She was introverted
Lived reclusive
Took the path of seclusion to her conclusion
After leaving prison
An impoverished condition was the state he lived in
Without any of his friends and fans in the ending
In the ending
In the ending
In the ending
Without anyone around in the ending
Without anyone to love in the ending
Without anyone who cares in the ending
Without anyone with prayers in the ending
I’m thinkin’ a popping the pills again, again
I’m fixin’ ta shoot up my veins again, again
I’m drinkin’ away my will again, again
I’m sinkin’ into a hole again,
Wastin’ my life on a dream that always pending
Hating everything that I waste all my time making
Who am I kidding I’m nothing I’m just pretending
Everyday digging my self a little bit closer to the ending
There were moments when the pain went away
When the weight of life didn’t seem to weigh
Fleeting moment suggesting to stay
While the rest of life was pushing towards dismay
Feeling hopeless
With misguided purpose
Constant pursuing with nothing ever accruing
Is just worthless
What’s the meaning of being around others when
Others are really only attending to mending their own feelings in the ending
I don’t care, I don’t really care, I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a damn,
I don’t give a shit
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023
