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🔹Slightly Stoopid // Closer To The Sun🔹

hostage

I wanna be alone

Alone with you - does that make sense?

I wanna steal your soul

And hide you in my treasure chest

I don’t know what to do

To do with your kiss on my neck

I don’t know what feels true

But this feels right so stay a sec

Yeah, you feel right so stay a sec

And let me crawl inside your veins

I’ll build a wall, give you a ball and chain

It’s not like me to be so mean

You’re all I wanted

Just let me hold you

Like a hostage

Gold on your fingertips

Fingertips against my cheek

Gold leaf across your lips

Kiss me until I can’t speak

Gold chain beneath your shirt

The shirt that you let me wear home

Gold’s fake and real love hurts

And nothing hurts when I’m alone

When you’re with me and we’re alone

And let me crawl inside your veins

I’ll build a wall, give you a ball and chain

It’s not like me to be so mean

You’re all I wanted

Just let me hold you

Hold you

Like a hostage

Like a hostage

Welcome to Paradise

Dear mother

Can you hear me whining?

It’s been three whole weeks

Since I left your home

This sudden fear has left me trembling

‘Cause now it seems that I

Am out there on my own

And I’m feeling so alone

Pay attention to the cracked streets

And the broken homes

Some call it slums

Some call it nice

I want to take you through

A wasteland I like to call my home

Welcome to paradise

A gunshot rings out at the station

Another urchin snaps and

Left dead on his own

It makes me wonder why I’m still here

For some strange reason it’s now

Feeling like my home

And I’m never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets

And the broken homes

Some call it slums

Some call it nice

I want to take you through

A wasteland I like to call my home

Welcome to paradise

Dear mother

Can you hear me laughing?

It’s been six whole months since that

I have left your home

It makes me wonder why I’m still here

For some strange reason it’s now

Feeling like my home

And I’m never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets

And the broken homes

Some call it slums

Some call it nice

I want to take you through

A wasteland I like to call my home

Welcome to paradise

Paradise

No One Knows

Why should my fun have to end?

For me it’s only the beginning

I see my friends begin to age

A short countdown to their end

Call me irresponsible

Call me habitual

But when you think of me

Do you fill your head with schemes

Better think again

Cause no one knows

I don’t want to cause no harm

But sometimes my actions hurt

Is there something I should find

To make plans for forever

Does it seem like all your memories fade

You soak up knowledge to fill the space

And still my answer remains…

I don’t know.

One for the Razorbacks

Juliet’s trying to find out what she wants,

But she don’t know

Experience has got her down

Look this direction, I know it’s not perfection,

It’s just me

I want to bring you up again now!

I’m losing what’s left of my dignity

A small price to I’ll pay to see that you’re happy

Forget all the disappointments you have faced

Open up your worried world and let me in

Juliet’s crying, cause now she’s realizing,

Love can be, filled with pain and distrust.

I know I am crazy, and a bit lazy

But I will try to bring you up again some how!

@cyanide-laced tagged me to post my top ten favourite photos from this past year (thank you so much, love!) but looking back these are the only ones I don’t utterly despise? haha

My tags aren’t freaking working so anyone who wants to join in, I’m tagging you~♡

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Genre-bending alt flavored post-electronica, oft fused with a copious dose of gritty, trappy hip hop and even emo-styled rock, seems to be the flavor du jour these days, and there are some amazing artists breaking fresh ground in the new ear-perking trend, like Fytch, for one, and also this guy, DED STARK. In fact, he sounds like a cross between Post Malone and Fytch on new single DED END, with the melancholic tones of Joji and the eclectic moodiness of Crywolf or EDEN. Watch the lo-fi video for DED END, a droopy brooding, muddy stirring song. DED STARK lists “LOST Angeles” as his home. You can stream more of his prior releases, including his recent DEDICATED EP, on Soundcloud, here.