lasertron from untitled 02 by Luke Pfaff

I'll be your mirror. I'll be your error. I'll start getting busy, you'll start feeling lost. I'll start disappearing until I'm gone. I'll be your teenage prostitute
I'll be your teenage suicide. I'll be your dark thoughts I'll be your pimples & your hard-on. I'll be your moody glow. I'll be your flat tire. I'll be your earrings. Count your mistakes; getting naked.I'll be your prisoner. I'll be your professor. I'm still disintegrating; I told you I'm doing great lately. This is the last time & these are the last chords, and I can't remember, but I'm sure it's for the better. Maybe it's for the best. Maybe that is for the best.

• Experimental
• lo-fi
• Buffalo