[Verse: looms.] Let the smoke dance pirouette in suns He been a mess, given cess sitting kept in lungs While the sinner wept and dribbled debt upon a page of a4 Solemn days and shade like what is it we’re made for? Remember when we’d meet and keep it illicit Speaking logistics, her day and keeping me in it Needed to live it, just to get to see the...Learn More

[Verse: looms.] Gritting teeth, the sinner sleeps in novocaine Pigment leaks hidden cheeks from the focused flames Frozen frame in her knowing gaze To most I’ve been closed off since the open day Too busy whipping dreams up for din-dins Housemates pissy he never clean up the kitchen Ditch the dishes to switch for swishes Courting on the court he be...Learn More

[Verse 1: looms.] And he be lifted on his ones again Love the lack of light an appetite for when the sun descends Flash back to swearing he’d never be one of them If you hate the now by default do you love the end? It's fucked up that dumb luck had got him this far Cold solders quick march living to be discharged Kids laughed all bathing in their...Learn More

[Verse 1: looms.] Yet again forgetting who I’m meant to be Blame the evergreen presented as the remedy On the seventh day he would always set the scene Getting waved till the seven seas came a calling He waits to meet the mariner upon a thousand rocks Look him in the eye and ignore the albatross Presence deafening as the sounds of god The whispers...Learn More

[Verse: looms.] He came out of thin air Plucked from a vision Darkness arrived and he succumbed in an instant The son of the system Immortal yet ephemeral Chemicals can end it all, turn this grey to an emerald It’s too simple if seminal’s digestible Don’t mind the peers making spectacles of genitals Forget the present but reject it when the heavens...Learn More

[Verse: looms.] Let time hold your hand Shimmy till the sun sets Clock hands leave you undressed No need to worry bout slipping off that sun dress Or your dancing shoes Stretch and start to move After you Lord knows he’s chivalrous But never hesitates to take your innocence Shit, I was still a kid Playing piggy in the middle watching cartoons and...Learn More

[Verse: looms.] Stuck in the seams of the underachieved He run amuck at the scene just for something to be Schmucks judge from the meets so tick the meter Time is running out From a place of fuck abouts Young’ns running sucking snouts Ducking when mothers out Sons(suns) are just above the clouds Getting lifted, necking spirits, so hedonistic I said...Learn More