Sleeping With the Fishes

by Voidhood

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1.
04:12
I heard in lower Manhattan they are growing gills New York’s the new Atlantis; a modern R’lyeh And one day the oceans gonna be our tomb Bodies parading through the deep cruel sea like Dia de los Muertos A sunken species it’s a Lovecraftian dream (Let us drown) Don’t you know that you’re holding their heads underwater (Let us drown) Your children They watch the rocks in their scotch whiskey melt to nothing Crawling down their digestive tracts but they haven’t felt what’s coming The youths are screaming at the great white shark Who holds dominion over the great white states Too many big heads think they can levitate Wet behind the ears from when they defecate The machine that I drive splutters out hypocrisy But I sweep that insincerity underneath the rug Because one day it’s gonna be soaked in by the floods In the lobby of this complex who’s lower condo is now host to an aquarium The overwhelming futility’s got me bent I'm already seeing my peers swim in the school corridors It’s the individual fish that augments (Let us drown) Don't you know that you're holding their heads underwater (Let us drown) Your children Unless you so firmly believe You can ship them off On Musk's arc mark II You find that constantly waves of despondency are creeping up the shores of your mind I find that constantly waves of despondency are creeping up the shores of my mind I don’t make you happy I just stop you from being lonely sometimes You find that constantly waves of despondency are creeping up the shores of your mind The youths are screaming at the great white shark Who holds dominion over the great white states Too many big heads think they can levitate Wet behind the ears from when they defecate If Poseidon lay down his trident No soul would be enlightened despite this And the pride is building up like cement inside Their throats so heavy but they're never gonna swallow They’re creeping up the shores of your mind, they’re creeping up your mind Now keep them off the shores of your mind, now keep them off your mind They’re creeping up the shores of your mind, they’re creeping up your mind Now keep them off the shores of your mind, now keep them off your mind
2.
02:40
My mind is drawing creatures on the black tar roads at night They are dancing, morphing before my eyes not afraid of the headlights They’re telling me to close my eyes one second will not hurt Forget about the girl asleep wrapped up in your sweatshirt She’ll join us in the dreams of high beams She’ll join us in the dreams of high beams She’ll join us in the dreams of high beams Just let your eyelids plummet Spider crawling along the ceiling fan I turn it on and watch you scream out (ah) How many of us have irrational fears? Don’t mind arachnids but the fact is there are other critters lurking in my room They consume me whispering: "Join us we are anxiety You can’t avoid us we are anxiety We got your eyeballs flipping on a hyper speed rotisserie A skewered pupil will plummet" Organic chem flex my pen Licensed from the age of ten Phosphorus plates periodically poached when Dysfunctional groups toiled with their youth Accelerating to escape the 2602 zoo Orange light adrenalin, I push the pedal in Drop the clutch and take it up a notch we hit eleventy Long sighted but i cannot see where the fuck I'm headed too Cognitively conjuring the creatures I've been yielding too Caught slamming on the brakes ironically saved by my Achilles’ heel CD waving in my hand flashing just like Achilles’ steel Weight of my mortality sends my mind unravelling Disparity between the place I am and where I’m travelling Nearly known as 6 feet underground for fumbling with his disks Don’t wind up a motherfucker dead for fumbling with his d—
3.
03:14
Although the grass is greener on the other side Mowing the lawn is still a complainable task And there’s still people who perve on the rosy-cheeked girl Kneeling in the rose beds Now she hides in the garden shed But she’s still surrounded by tools Droplets weigh her down it's the wilting hour Downpour the spit from animals Petals droop low, stripped of her glow Unable to ever show I don’t think my corpse will ever decay Mother said I’d always be a pretty boy Seen the thoughts ticking behind my gaze Contravene the seed respect the soil I don’t think my corpse will ever decay Mother said I’d always be a pretty boy Seen the thoughts ticking behind my gaze Contravene the seed respect the soil How often can she clip the wild roses and not get pricked? How often can she walk down the boulevard and not get pricked? Don’t treat the soil like dirt boy Praise the womb of the earth boy (How often can she clip the wild roses and not get pricked?) Now wipe those hands on your shirt boy Because you've got a chance for rebirth boy (How often can she walk down the boulevard and not get pricked?) With her Stand with her You won't wither With her I don't think her corpse will ever decay She is such a pretty girl
4.
Clawing at my hyde Fingernails catching in my spine Ovomorphs scattered and buried In my shoulders it’s a mine- Field that yields an army of face huggers Leaping before their pale moon All covered in those craters It don’t shine quite like it used to Clawing at my hyde Is a truer self confined inside? Don’t know who I’m meant to be Spoon fed with silver since conceived Now I'm wielding that same cutlery Poking and shifting all these feeds Ain’t feeding me the steady stream Of fish food that’s dished out to me But drop that sinker right before my eyes I'm abusing it before I can realise One look I'm grappling on that hook Further warping this cruel guise It’s real reeling me in Drowning in air Flapping fins Happily impaled Unable to inhale To feel the sun so warm on these scales Hook, line, and sink into my tracts Got me sleeping on my back Body headed into lapse IV keeping me intact I be extricated by the brothers in backpacks Ironically preaching “the fact that” And Aphrodite sits on our laps But she also spits on these acts 18 years of my life as a coiled cord That’s been stretched from the wall under the bedroom door Straightened out, straightened out Straightened out, straightened out Straightened out, straightened out Straightened out, straightened out I get hung up, I get hung out I get hung up, I get hung out I get hung up,I get hung out I get hung up, I get hung out I get hung up, I get hung out I get hung up, I get hung out I get hung up, I get hung out This flesh ain’t dressed to impress Clawing at my hyde Like y2k in 99’ You better pin me to the ground Hold that sandpaper boy down Embracing may seem empathetic But slowly my coarse skin takes it toll Before you know it there’s nothing left Grind flesh down to the bone Send out all the hounds Pound that fucker get him bound Highbrows hold him til he drowns Dump him six feet in the ground Under cement so you wont hear the sounds Of his torn up vocal cords All the hatching Xenomorphs Exploding out his core // When I’m speaking to you It’s like I’m backstroking in the pool Making ground, breaking the surface But I can’t help but anticipate the moment When my arms collide With the concrete wall
5.
04:56
May as well engrave your name Onto my brain Because you’re always on my mind (staring so long) Your figure burned into my eyes Girl you don’t dance around the ugly things Can you cleanse me of my expectations? Too often I feel the tide fill me up from the inside Can you flush me out? You and I will voyage far deep into the black seas of infinity Further than we can comprehend, we ascend, we ascend, we ascend And I won’t stop beating that drum Incessant rhythm coming from my soul I wait for the days we’re both content Cold kiss of the cosmos creeping down my chest No deck hand but I can tie us tighter than the squid boy’s shoelace Cause the tide is rolling faster than the eyes of the thousand foot beast Wrap your tongue around mine, let our legs intertwine Girl you don't dance around the ugly things But you're spinning pirouettes around in my head Not the wind up kind, although you leave a chime That lingers like a sweet eau de parfum Cold kiss of the cosmos creeping down my chest No deck hand but I can tie us tighter than the squid boy’s shoelace Cos the tide is rolling faster than the eyes of the thousand foot beast Wrap your tongue around mine let our legs intertwine You and I will voyage far deep into the black seas of infinity Further than we can comprehend, we ascend, we ascend, we ascend And I won’t stop beating that drum Incessant rhythm coming from my soul I wait for the days we’re both content We ascend What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about? What do you think I think about?
6.
04:30
I like to dream About the nights we stayed awake When you were my queen Swaddled in my king single sheets Bird calls telling us to sleep Hands are numb, cramps in my feet All I wanna do is meet You in my dreams Only if you could feel the aching In every single one of my bones You would find me a ten day sleeping pill
 So I could dream for two-hundred and fourty hours About the day that you return home On my eyelids projected The reels of film bound up in my head An instant recollection I’ll swim with you forever in my bed Icy lake I’m headed deep Hands are numb, cramps in my feet All I wanna do is meet You in this sleep Only if you could feel the aching In every single one of my bones You would find me a ten day sleeping pill
 So I could dream for two-hundred and fourty hours About the day that you return home Want you to hit me as hard as you can Knock me back into my senses Because I just can’t comprehend Why my stomach is churning I’m yearning for you my love My stomach is churning I’m yearning for you my boo

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released September 28, 2018

Trumpet performed by Ashley Ballat (Tracks 1 & 5)
Artwork by Anna Grubel
Written/Arranged/Performed by Voidhood
Produced by Voidhood
Mixed/Mastered by Voidhood

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