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hallways (part 1)
14:10
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Hallways (Part 1) Lyrics
I woke up and stepped outside
Shielded my eyes from the sun and felt it's warm on my skin
I smiled, everything is well and in its right place
What is right?
What is wrong?
Is there a God?
When I am gone
Who do I pray too
When life shows it's face
Are we stuck floating
In the black of space
Do we even matter
To anyone at all
Thousands of years from now
Will our names they call?
Will our home still be here
Or will it burn
Our remnants filling
Oblivion's urn
Who in charge of my mind
Is it me
Is it a suited man
Or a company
Is my mind a palace
Torn down by sin
Or is a shack
That knows how to win
Should I hate my neighbor
For all his flaws
After all, we are in this place
Together and lost
How will the universe
End it's reign
Will we become zero
Or eternity gain
What a future
Smart and mature
Goals set for sure
Job, money secure
Top selected
Deep connections
Grabbing attention
Begin ascension!
The cheers are loud
Resounding sound
Peace
Your future will be found
The workload
The social status quo
The passions flow
Right out the door
Reached the top
Dollars never stop
No ambition drop
Your life is turned off
The cheers are loud
Your smile is proud
Peace
Your heart has never made a sound
This is your life now
Wasting light now
Is this even right now
Is it worth the heights now?
Did you ever love?
Did you ever feel?
Did you ever smile?
Did you even ever live?
Who's cheering now
There is no sound
Peace
From six feet under the ground
My body a commodity, not in harmony, an oddity
Thinking misogyny, sodomy, need a full frontal lobotomy
To stop these thoughts and feelings,
That are fucking up who I ought to be,
Seeing shoddily, death fucking calling me
Two sides battling, and only one can win
My brain fucking rattling til a paralyzed state I'm in
Til all I want is to drink smoke and fuck,
My mind stretched taunt, holy shit, I'm out of luck
I ain't never been one to confront my problems,
Wishing for a bottle, instead compulsive acts'll follow
You think repeated superstitious won't leave you fucking hollow?
You think repressing all your thoughts will stop all your fucking sorrow?
Shit
you're just lonely I guess, just a bout of teen angst
One day you'll be glorious, yes
There are people with problems out there, what makes you special?
You got mental issues, man do you want a fucking medal?
Fuck you motherfucker
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hallways (part 2)
14:12
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I want to find death
I want to find death
I want to see the abyss
I want to drown in black
But I don't know what's there
But I don't know what's there
I'm too scared of the beyond
So I take it back
I want to meet God
I want to meet God
I want to see his face
See his disappointed face
But I'm afraid he won't be there
I'm afraid he won't be there
I'm afraid I'll find nothing
But emptiness and space
You should keep searching for your death
Looking out windows, see you fall to your last breath
I want to drive fast
I want to drive fast
I want to die
In a fiery car crash
I want to drink til Im blind
I want to drink til I'm blind
I want to end up
In a ditch with my life behind
I want to fuck all night
I want to fuck all night
I want to scream
And cum away all plight
I want to fight hard
I want to fight hard
I want to taste blood
Feel pain, go to far
I want to tie a noose
I want to tie a noose
I want to meet God
I want to meet God
I want to fucking die
I want to fucking die
I want to loose my shit
Oh God, I'm loosing my shit
I want to meet God someday
But I'm afraid he won't be there
I'm afraid I will die someday
And they'll be nothing left
I think I'd rather live through my hell
Then die and loose it's gift
Why do I want it all to end
When I can't stand the thought of abyss
Why do I want death
When there's nothing I fear more than it in life
You’ll carry on
I woke up and stepped outside
Shielded my eyes from the black abyss and felt icicles jabbing my skin
I smiled, everything is well and in its right place
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rearview Santa Barbara, California
hello friends! my name is eddie & i make experimental folk music under the name rearview. rearview is generally whatever
music i feel like making and doesnt really have a genre restriction! thank u, bless.
some artists that directly inspire my music: the microphones/mt. eerie, swans, devendra banhart, chelsea wolfe, arca, ben frost, grouper, gy!be, dean blunt, father john misty, and talk talk
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