decaying frame by TMWYWK

blend in, forget, dope pit, sate
clinging to visions, you’re fake
i only want a whore on my dick
erase my ego, i grip
suffocate your high level desires
revert to instinctive and primal
align the stars wear a garment
free from the endless pursuit
rid of the route

ride down the spiralling trench
all my shadows aflame
there’s no fear left in mine
decaying frame
seize to exist
rid of the route

navigating through the spiral field
i’m a sack with an obscure filler dream
sensory errors crawl on my skin
as I reach with my hand for that one thing
collide with the walls and the floors and the stones
i will flip everything to find it it’s gone
i need it to fill me with tranqs in my dome
so i lose all the touch of to what’s going on
that psyche is twisted and crippled to mesh
and I’m losing myself oscillating my flesh
the tab’s gonna cleanse me of all my limbs
if I do it right and bleach my own rig
impulsive noise surrounding my grid
orbiting every inch of my lid
how much more can I lie to exist
processed sentience, clipped

blend in the endless spiraling trench
sensory errors collecting my flesh
drowning in whispers surrounding my mesh
ego masks to the frequency range
vomit bile
seize to exist

• Experimental
• digital hardcore
• industrial hip hop
• Tbilisi