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NEED
01:36
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I don’t need funding
Just to craft a simple beat
And I don’t need money
Just to breathe when im asleep
I know it sound funny
I shuffle in get off my feet
Lay on the ground numbly
Don’t know if I can last im weak
Sums punch a hole in my
Whole sky topples
thru my limp wrist disguise
Forthright but its wrong
Im no mastermind
I glue two pieces together
But still untethered
Sick weather just pounds me
Back into the ground
Only sound emanates the corpse
pathetic whimper
I dont need funding
i dont need
I dont need money
I dont need
Money
NEED
I need money
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BLEED
01:36
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Five or six tries
I could never leave the skies
I cave in into the lies
They disperse and then its Time out
my liver shakes and dries
Im delivered like a blind cow
Biding when its mine sow
You’ll never find my mind blow
Posing by the side
I confide into the pit bull
Shiver like im wild
But inside I find im misused
I could not feed you
I eat what’s in front of me
I don’t fork meat though
I feel that that’s blundering
Im a mosquito though
BLEED and your under me
Ill suck your blood
And then bloat off im wondering
How could the things that
Replete with a sundering
Smile from the sun sets
that one left me smoldering
Bash in the skull like its swoll
Then left festering
Pests swarm ingest
On coagulating tissue
Kick you in the head
make you damn near forget
what i figure you said
to your friend in regret
Force feed the issues at home
drinks all down the bones
Then leaves rooms
Where the heads don’t get blown
fuck you up kid if you get near my shit
kick you in the head make you damn near forget
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GREED
01:36
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Saliva drips freely
As I consummate my evening
Kaleidscopes peeking
out my eye socket Graffiti
Wall paper over everything
I glare at with the beady
Little pupils getting stabbed
By the light that probes the seedy
Angles jagged with the marks
Making up my whole visage
Im a little like a shark
The way my tank is feeling
Press my snout against the jar
Putting pressure on the bar
Drool is pooling up
Not cool enough to let my stool be far
I drank enough beer for another several decades
n Shat myself wet with a brown liter headache
Heaven knows im home a lot
My GREED is burning methane
Curses on the person
Ive become because im dumb
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SEED
01:36
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I gotta eat
Im always cooking something
Never tired when I sleep
I splurge on dumplings
I wash it down
I wash it down with something
I never frown
When my bellys full im stuffed with
All kinds of muffins
Made from scratch
ruffly
Compare it to a storebought one see mines the comely
Assort the crumbly
Then absorb the pickled radish
Probing on my broccoli
Right before your eyes it vanish
Straight off the vine
Its divine, the syrups wine
Im out my mind
But the SEEDs that sprout combine
Into a pounded rice, no fleece or mice,
I don’t chew up the swine
And If I hear you cooking something near me
Ill just step right outside Because
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FREED
01:36
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its violence permeating every inch
of my environ state
soaking in the tidal waves
that beat until the spinal breaks
grinding on the gears that spin
the time is like a viral gate
passage to the next hurdle
hurts as bad id rather wait
give until you get
what you wanted like a #*!%&
smack you up and down the pitch
cracked open sewed and stitched up
thats reciprocity
that shit is costing me
dont pay then get accosted
see? I told ya
nothing here is free
freedoms fake
it dont exist
the chains that rattle
break my wrists
rather them than those
that hide away
in silence, yo
Im wide awake
what i thought about
the birth canal i came out
when i saw the light
i knew i wasnt FREED
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ZNM Portland, Oregon
Portland, OR based artist ZNM makes abstract paintings using automatic processes.
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