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Somersault Days

by Sin7ven

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1.
Imago 04:38
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[Intro] Gimme my invisible paint brush Tried to make a splash but the visual ain’t much The digital has enslaved us Life is just a series of division and break ups [Verse 1] Caught up in analysis and measuring Trying to describe the unreality of everything Bursting into tears from the years of the worst thing Lips pursed thin from his peers What even is another being in this dream The lines seem to blur at the seams every scene Carpe diem feels far from a DM You’re all the same, yet so far from agreeing To want to breathe in a universe Another human urge, indeed, who can do it first? Who can seal all things into one phrase? Breathe space, speak wind, spit sunrays I can breathe in some fun ways Beckon the air to adventure the lung maze Heir to the throne of it having to make sense In a growing line of inadequate attempts [Hook] The heart shaped hole in your brain Controlling your pain - that’s all imago The mother you don’t have The brother floating off in the past - that’s all imago The judgment of betters and peers Heckles and cheers - that’s all imago Phantasmic decay The myself after today - that’s all imago [Bridge] Whatever is imaginal perpetuates itself Severing the actual And while it may be hypnotizing The signified can’t be signaled in a chain of rhyming Catch you later, in an insane asylum While looking for a negation to take a side in Dance like a daemon in a trance When they play the siren in the ambulance I’m in [Verse 2] Hardcore feeling like a fantasy Dreams are far more realer than reality What’s a cure to the trappings of the mind When the psychic spider lure catch us in a bind? Defined by our lack of what the other has But another gag is that there’s nothing to be had Pointing at nothing screaming: “what is that?” Boy pick it up, he needs another bag See the green? There’s money to be had In selling suffering to the sad on a screen And you like that abstraction a lot Even despite bad cracks in the plot The problem isn’t satisfying desires It’s even seeing them, you have to light some pyres We can’t even articulate our chains While inconceivable beings enslave our brains [Hook] [Verse 3] It took me some growing To know not to look for my soul in a book or a poem They’re spectral haunting collective memories Undead gods from the long dead centuries I needed some visions to know Not to see everything as an image alone Desire is a sword and a whip And the fire of the Lord, your reward and the Id In a sinful accord with the order of symbols Cup runneth over when pouring on impulse Slurp up the surplus enjoyment, turn up Anointed my symptoms appointing them purpose Know your projections, learn thy fears Many things in this world tend to work like mirrors Lost in the eyes of the Other Reflections come in the guise of a lover [Hook] The heart shaped hole in your brain Controlling your pain - that’s all imago The mother you don’t have The brother floating off in the past - that’s all imago The judgment of betters and peers Heckles and cheers - that’s all imago Phantasmic decay The myself past the today - that’s all imago That’s all imago (x4)
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Somersault Days (prod. blackwinterwells) 02:41
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[Verse 1] Many summers, yet another Some like many others, others unlike any other I was born on a clear day, Summer Wars You were born into downpours, thunderstorms I could weather a hundred more fyi Have a great day, so long, guess I'll die How we could sleep in the same bed Yet exist in a different dimension is braindead I'm heading for the castle on the cliff ahead Carrying a severed hand dangling a cigarette Virulent vision, division still in effect Silly, doing battle with my silhouette Really, dabble in God in a millisec And rot in a chapel like Millicent My heart doesn't have much feeling left Tranquil, in a way, thankful, feeling blessed [Bridge] Feeling less Healing flesh Feeling fresh … [Verse 2] Oh remember those somersault days I could tough it all, not a prob, what a long phase Remember those fall apart days I was nothing, all puff and dug all of us our graves Life so sweet it was sickening Welcome the nice old demons and bickering Two peas in a pod Two fleas on a leaf in a stream being seen by a frog Got some spice on the plate by the parasites Fog in the morning, rain by the eventide Birds of Paradise Lost in my flower bed Paranoid thoughts raining down from a shower head Plow ahead, I like the sound of it Bound to be found dead if I flounder my way out it Dizzying comfort in motion and change Busy and hungry my dome to the page But I over-explain, grabbing a Folgers Like dragging a boulder and chain I look up to be poked in the brain Like keying a car, being soaked in the rain And behold, a blue sky, totally serene Nigh close to a eudaimonia machine And behold, a blue sky, totally serene Nigh close to a eudaimonia machine And behold ... And be held ... And be well …
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Magia 03:03
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[Verse 1] I was a teenager on the week of my b-day Couldn’t find the right Adidas from a retailer Hitting the reload on ebay like it’s beatsaber Still knowing getting ‘em wouldn’t even be major The heavens keep their cards to their chest But when you really get it then it’s hard to forget Bet, the essence of your being is a gap Or is it disagreeing and not seeing it as that? Got sick of being the Sherlock of introspection Ever since the voices in my head all to do it for me through introjection My whole library is one big forbidden section Of occult science, skullduggery and vivisection I admit it gets a little dreary here and there Press my ear against a mirror hearing the appearance there Inferiors in superiors who couldn’t last a day Superiors in inferiors and crooked castaways [Verse 2] Don’t safeguard your lacerated feelings Past the maze of Baphomet we ascertain the meanings Contemplation of the concept is how I pass the days A wizard’s never late nor early when he procrastinates Amassing plates by the battle station My muse is trying to unionize and hates my imagination I live in a state of disdain and fascination Dismay, adulation, bliss state and agitation Risque affirmations increase the ego Since you act as if I’ve never been this oblique tho I’ll peacock, jog outside your crib with a teacup Primordial, I’m Tiamat, I’ll make you see God Just joshin’ ya, here’s a coffee, I’m off to the store Before it closes, you want anything? If you do - ignored I make them jaded, turning humans into obelisks Practical philosophy in unity of opposites [Verse 3] Got my kicks, and now that I’m an wizened man It doesn’t really matter if it is or if it isn’t, man What? The essence of your being I don’t know if you were listening or subsisting on codeine I could diss you, I could chill, I could kiss you, I could kill And the latter one I often try to visualize for real This is your appeal to the chaos Say it with some feel, dawg, say it with some zeal, with some pathos If I drew the fool and as the cost, lost a fortune I could chisel at a log and find the philosophorum Block of wood, not the form, negated into thought alone Knock on wood, made into a block of could, got reborn Drop decorum, deep curtsies give me pause Sometimes I feel you use big words to piss me off Reading Hegel, wrestling with the essence of ideal Wake up in an oasis, in the desert of the Real
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Polygon Delusions ft. creepysusie 02:23
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[Sin7ven - Verse 1] Hand squeeze the controller like a lifeline Only sober in the closure of the night time He knows he’s being dishonest with himself Broken promises like the opened bottles on his shelf A new dive into the virtual mother’s womb The blue light messiah gonna purge you my brother, soon Too afraid to live, too afraid to die Who am I? Who are you? Post a Q&A and lie They tell him what he wants to hear: nothing more nothing less Every day he learns to trade something for nothingness He can amuse if he croons his jolly songs Anxiety dissolves into booze and polygons When reality ensues he prolly voms And laughs from the chat don’t improve the ambiance Is that the fate of man? Is touching grass more painful than It is to see your doom in a grain of sand? [Creepy Susie - Verse 2] Polygon delusions, give him digital contusions He keep to himself sip a fifth in the crypt, snoozin’ Need a snip, lookin like Rick Rubin His skiff must have got a hole, he done lost control of that stick he usin’ Back in 4X his pops hooked his corneas Ever since the poor g never wanted no more or no less than digital Fuck the physical, but he caught subliminals Now he not original, it’s pitiful, and the fifth he pull Got it from his grams on his moms’ side Saw it twice, it looked like half life, it was oxidized Now he flashing all these trophies and accolades Hitting the packy for a pack of blacks and grandmarnier It was I, Sleeper and the masked figure he was with Three of us and one of him, the math’s at my fingertips Jump in the packy, surround him, come out that jacket you wearing I’m laughing but ain’t considered all the hours he was playing He was mastering his reactions, practicing aim Just blasted my man in his frame and his familiar left in a blaze One ricocheted and popped bossman in his temple We just facing off now, boss battle incidental [Sin7ven - Verse 3] He forgets though, liquor is combustible The spilled drinks catch sparks, isn’t that just wonderful? Flames erupt and he’s blinded by the smoke veil We storm out the door with the fire on our coattails
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Lacuna 03:02
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[Verse 1] I woke up like a crashing car The wind in my sails like a cat o’ nine tails and it’s lashing hard Treat life like a passion project? I’m washing my hands from the ash and cobweb We try not to eat those Doritos or Cheetos But the id being a dick supersedes super-egos (Things happen twice, things happen twice… nice) … Things happen twice, first as tragedy, then as farce Tangled weaving a tapestry of XLRs Stumbles into a stadium, checks his bars Expectation is that he’s betraying his exemplars Thundering in his cranium About as coherent as a Lacanian, feeling so alien (Take you back into the mirror stage, oh dear, I’m strange) … [Hook] Biting my teeth, gnash away While in my dreams procrastinate What could I ask the nazarene? Why would I plead? [Verse 2] Take you back into the mirror stage, By wearing imposing mirror shades - posing here in fear of gaze Wearing all sorts of uncouth and endearing clothing Not been to Vegas but acquainted with fear and loathing No drip, it’s been so sick, big fan Used to worry ‘bout how I might sink into some quicksand (Now I mostly worry about simple things… I like simple men) … Now I mostly worry about simple things like breathing I complicate it, turn it into whimpering and heaving If only I could switch like maybe ten percent to cheering I could hear it every day if I just stored it in an earring I’m losing all my socks and half my friends are disappearing Never choosing all my thoughts and all of them are interfering (Hedgehog’s dilemma but weird.. ya hear?) … [Hook] [Outro] Hedgehog’s dilemma but weird, like I’m a sea urchin Imaginary object into person back to mere thing Imaginary object into person back to mere thing Imaginary object into person, into object, into…
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I and Another ft. blackwinterwells 03:06
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[Sin7ven - Verse 1] Pleasure is the shadow of pain Oscillate from philosophy to sounding shallow and vain We’re all engaged in pursuit of it Whatever that it is, sustained desire for things persons or riches Images, created by thought Give desire continuity to keep us in it chasing our want The duration of thought is the duration of shame The deja vu embraces you when recreating your pain You see a sunset, how beautiful it was When you need to see the same thing again you’re not viewing it as such The pools turn to sludge and the murals into smudge A cruel sorta crutch under humans who won’t budge Repetition in the mind is always made to manifest Be about your business like an automated masochist Or live like a tree walking, breathe often Cling to dear life like seaweed on a deep rock and- [blackwinterwells - Verse 2] Where did all the time go? Memories of your face didn't feel like this before Chasing an escape, shoulder breaks upon the wall Then your smile starts to fade, speak the truth like I don't know And we run it back again You slide back into my life, say you just want to be friends And you climb in far too close, wrench my wrists from the controls Suddenly become disinterested and leave me back alone The nostalgia will break me My impulse will open my heart and time takes me The clock ticking backwards, I know I'm not crazy But I cling too hard to the horrors that made me me Over and over again Like an enso draw circles with pens My shoulder splits open again And I succumb to my mess [Sin7ven - Verse 3] Continuity removes freedom from the present When contextualized with time even for a second Tethers of a memory can keep you in a torpor Although mortification may lead to even more disorder If you ever notice what happens when you are focused You would know this, if you are happy you may be hopeless It was written with the feather of a peregrine Thought is the reply of memory and never evergreen
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Nothing Bothers Me (prod. blackwinterwells) 02:34
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[Verse 1] The mind is like a garbage bin Fill it up enough and push it down it'll bubble up and come barging in I assure you I'm a friend of yours But with us humans you're never sure, hence the pregnant pause Are you hungry? I could prolly eat a stegosaurus Where you staying at these days? How come you never call us? Everybody hating smalltalk and loving pizza I walk off like: "gotta go", like a summoned creature [Hook] I walk out the door like I won the lottery Nothing bothers me, nothing bothers me, honestly And although I’ll be poor in this darn economy Nothing bothers me, nothing bothers me, probably I’ll cough up a storm during a robbery Nothing bothers me, nothing bothers me, apologies I’ll cross every norm, do it unconsciously Nothing bothers me, nothing bothers me, chronically [Verse 2] Had a friend in middle school he was the coolest cat Some people come and go I guess I'm used to that To quote Possessed: no retreat no surrender Even if I end up the crew's only member Right hand rhyming a mural agenda Cyan, violet, azure and magenta Hearts break, may them break every way Yet the art stays, as the aim of the sage [Hook]
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Psychopompom 03:20
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[Verse 1] Wake up and gaze the bright pink moon Spread my wings, your souls still make me swoon I get chills and I’m filled with a silver …wind I’ve been Opposition to fear, opposition to tears When a dear is departed my position is clear Lend an ear to your wails as they disappear [Hook] So disenchanted all your life Dance with a phantom Called the night Holding a hand Abandon spite Dance with a phantom Called the night [Verse 2] The way gets longer for the lonesome soul As you wander, how much longer must I go? May you find who can tell what haunts you so Oh-wow! You were bristling with spines I was listening for signs, you were drifting and scared I was lifting you high, in the skies all care just isn’t …there [Hook]
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A Weight Was Lifted 03:46
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[Verse 1] Come take a bite of my life span In spite of my stance on violence, a pious man Who munching on the body of Christ Sleight of hand types come as not a surprise Even God turned to worm food Worms into bird food, don't eat the dirt, dude The dirt's made of worm poop Stuck on a "would you like me if I was a worm?" loop Out past Mothman's curfew Oft damned outcast lost lambs search you Ask if they're worthy of mercy Until every clergy is burning their Erdtree Stir things up, show up to your therapy session like Yo, I heard things suck? That's a bummer I can feel it In the pit of your stomach every time you try conceal it [Hook] I can drop it, (x2) I'm good at that, lucky that, but you said to stop it, Next thing you were begging me for help It's in the pocket, Don't be underestimating what I do or knock it It's the best that I can do without you paying me for profit [Verse 2] Dude, you gotta knock it, yeah? That gaudy attitude you ought to drop it here I got a pen not a sword from the Lady of the Lake But it’s maybe all the same, not a tender accord I foresee fire in the horizon, what a sight to see Might just seem righteous at the times when I just smite the sea Dagnabbits and bad habits You should have took a stab at it with black magick I tell myself to just abide, temper seldom justified Felt this ember since September and December just arrived Barely a feeling, ten percent or just a vibe Carry me I’m reeling, adventure ended, must have died Catch me, revive me Resurrect me supply me, the next beast behind me Will get me, surprise me, and pet me Divide me, dissect me, design me [Hook] I can drop it, (x2) I'm good at that, lucky that, but you said to stop it, Next thing you were begging me for help It's in the pocket, Don't be underestimating what I do or knock it It's the best that I can do without you paying me for profit [Verse 3] I never been that righteous a man Not christlike, spiteful, knife in the hand That’s behind just in case What I got my sights on bites at my hand, when I just embrace Adjusting like a python on my trusting face When they aimed for my heart found a husk in place What can you do but to feel like a robot Under the unfeeling heel of an old god The oldest story never told They did him wrong, he’ll forgive em for it sevenfold I like the winds at the peaks, limbs getting cold I tried them things that that freak Sin Seven told I had a blast, I became and disappeared again Couldn’t last but I’ll make it an endearing end This one goes out to the weirdos and the weary men But I wager I’ll be here again in a year and then… [Hook] Drop it (x2) I'm good at that, lucky that, but you said to stop it, Next thing you were begging me for help It's in the pocket, Don't be underestimating what I do or knock it It's the best that I can do without you paying me for profit

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Here stands the mean, uncomely stone
'Tis very cheap in price!
The more it is despised by fools
The more loved by the wise.

Mixed and mastered by Disjointed.
Produced by Sin7ven & blackwinterwells.
Art by Sin7ven.

Big thanks to creepysusie and blackwinterwells for featuring.

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released March 7, 2024

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