Feeling Not Found will be out on September 27th - orcd.co/fnf
Directed by: Britain Weyant
Assistant Director: Rock Jennings
Editor: Hunter Siede
Make Up Artists: Han Ly
Stylist: Taylor San Miguel
Locations The Nova Light Studio and The Reservoir Philly
Sixth Cents (Get It?) Lyrics:
If you got it, flaunt it. That’s what they taught you
At the school of the materialistic mantra
If you want some, get some. It could be that easy
If you can’t, well fuck off that’s what being greedy gets you
Income income income, the outcome is you
Win some win some win some, you lose a lot of yourself
In the things that you can hold between your hands
But you cannot give a damn
Because the way the cookie crumbles is
Your value’s just a number in
An algorithmic database
Until you get replaced
And if you give into the pressure it exerts
Aren’t you just getting what you deserve?
If you think that you know what you’re worth
Buckle down because you’re gonna have to
Turn blood sweat and tears into dollar signs
You need that .6 cents if you’re gonna
Survive in the big leagues, you’re stuck behind the fence and
Complain all you want it still never makes sense
It never makes sense
So you’ve got to stick through the bullshit
Prove that you’re in love with music
By reinforcing the useless platform
Fucking abuse it
Make money that you’ll never see
It disappears magically
But you would do this for free, right?
That’s where they got you wrong
That’s where they got you wrong
secondgradefoofight Lyrics:
There’s a wire in the wall
A fire in the hall
Burning everything
It’s here when I’m alone
The voice inside my phone
The tinnitus starts to ring
It’s poison in my mind, and I would rather die
A million fucking times
Than have to read another syllable another line
Of something on your mind, why yes I fucking mind
I’m leaving all this useless shit behind
So you can try to text me, I’ll just change my number
Good luck tryna find me now
I’ll go off the grid, I’ll swiftly disappear and
You’ll never figure out how
I slipped into the shadows and I got myself away
From all the pandemonium that caused my disarray
I crossed the burning bridges that were standing in the way
So nobody can find me, fuck a needle in the hay
There’s something creeping on me in the middle of the night
It’s underneath my skin and digging in just like a knife
It’s every waking hour every other minute every single second of my motherfucking life
So you can try to text me, I’ll just change my number
Good luck tryna find me now
I’ll go off the grid, I’ll swiftly disappear and
You’ll never figure out
So you can try to text me, I’ll just change my number
Good luck tryna find me now
I’ll go off the grid, I’ll swiftly disappear and
You’ll never figure out how
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19 сен 2024
