‘-complications.’ III - [We Come In Peace].]

*Slaps with t-bone steak* ITS SO NICE TO MEAT YOU. Get outta my peripheral; I told you— I'm an alien! Go somewhere I can't see you (So I can keep invading) We came in peace— —until we realized you don't have it here Get out of my peripheral I don't want to see you So what if it's over Better not hover Over me Like a helicopter Like a helicopter Now the (t)rain comes With a rumble Here we all are In the jungle As we all were Always I saw you Calling I never wonder When the world is under water Cause it all just starts again; The wars and all the murder All you are was Just a part of This maginificent disaster I'm gonna go for dinner; Maybe I can call you after She left Makeup and hair color on the pillowcases But no lipstick —Just a reminder I don't give a shit About your girlfriend; Better do the laundry after If you're smarter Than I was Cause I walk Home alone And there you are Holding her Lights on; Knock my lights out I'll be right back— But that was about a half-hour or so, ago and now I'm About to black out A night owl, Or white owl, Who cried out “No, this is my house!— Either sit down, or get out of it” And that was the— Fuck this bitch. Who hired her? You'll stay in this room with the subject for up to three months; —okay. Record everything. Isn't this illegal? Not for us. Okay. There's something you should know about before I tell you think. I have to know something before you tel me something? It's like a precursor. What's a “precursor” Fuck. What: Nothing. What is it. It's—nothing— You can't just say “fuxk” “FUCK.” UGH. If I fall, The whole house will fall down with me; I promise The whole house and all the walls, If I fall, If I fall for you I promise, If it goes all wrong, I won't wait long for you; I'd ask the same, that is, If the game we're playing Was all the same, But it isn't (It really isn't) It really isn't— Another circumstance of wisdom Or conincidental t-shirt to believe in God makes guesses at the aftersoutht androgynous. We could make love for hours in the silence But I'd have to wander off, when morning comes Before you recon you don't want me And I'm sad and always wondering “If I had left witha my stuff before the Sun came up, Would I be struggling and suffering?” No, probably not. Probably not, huh I promise Rich and shameless, I probably shouldn't say this, But I've been drinking; I've been thinking I've been sinking into feelings I don't need, But actually — Look at me when I'm bleeding for you Look at me! Look at me, into my dreams when you leave me Waking up lonely Thinking of only You Until I remember I'm here And you're there With her Watch me while I whiter away, I'll watch you while you slither up my leg And bite my thigh Just how I like it Now I'm high again on dying It ain't right, But fuck, I like it Fuck me like you mean it Fuck me right Ugh. What. Okay, I secretly might break my veganism streak Just for a fresh ass strawberry frosty— Like I need to lose another dollar, Fuck it That's it. It's a sickness. The ‘-complications.' mixtape compilation series which focuses its internal monologue on the ideology of exploratory existentialism, using simple and classic mixing techniques into smooth transitions which mirror synconocities in time, musical elements, and lyricism to illustrate a vortex of collisions in cosmic omniscience, theming its recurring dominant soundscapes into a singular foundational focal point, and centering its multidimensionality into a gripping pull to return its emphasis on reflecting at checkpoints as if to reiterate a greater hidden meaning; the highs and lows of falling in love, it's consequences, long days and nights, missed connections, lost and unrequited love—capturing overall the rock and roll darkness of the neo-moden dance music scene—moving about from world to world—night after night, song after song—bodies on bodies and the escapism of rave and dance floor culture, connected through the pulsating and throbbing heartbeats bridged by light waves, and spread across neon skies across the globe. Featuring dearly beloved hit and dance classics alike from global and legendary super-artists and masters of the dance floor, deadmau5, Kaskade, kx5, Skrillex, Fred Again.., Claptone, and more—featuring new music by and mixed with heart & soul by underground swamp creature and ancient rave God ‘- Ū.' as she explores the outer realms of dance music pre-and-post existence in the guttural haze of the afterlife. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.