From the EP - VANISHING ACT I: NO NOUNS, here: Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3zEpCrf
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Obsessed (With My Shadow Self)
You’ve got good intentions When you’re about to lose it all When you’re about to lose it all You’ve got introspection When you’re about to lose it all When you’re about to lose it all
I’m better off losing Better in bed Better opportunities Better off dead And just like that you’re obsessed
I’m better off losing Better in bed Better opportunities Better off dead And just like that you’re obsessed
Hey… It’s not amazing Hey… must be mistaken
Extra! Extra! Make it up Mouth to mouth If you make it up Maze of staging Make it up My day one Yeah, we’ll make it up
Let’s shelve all your questions Cos it’s not the time or place And it’s always in the way We all slip on our egos But we can slide it to the side Are you sleeping over tonight?
I’m better off losing Better in bed Better opportunities Better off dead And just like that you’re obsessed
I’m better off losing Better in bed Better opportunities Better off dead And just like that you’re obsessed
If you found me dead, Would it be easier? - Yes Just like that you’re obsessedClarence Clarity - SU฿LORDClarence Clarity2021-09-22 | *100% STROBE WARNING*
Clarence Clarity - SU฿LORD
From the EP - VANISHING ACT I: NO NOUNS, here: Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3zEpCrf
(Fire it up…) We are blurred out silhouettes But we [crack] like snares It’s a blasé troll And it goes, and it goes, and it goes, and it goes… And I can spit stampedes Split the eardrums of Moses We’re all handsome clones And we go, and we go, and we go, and we go, and we go…
Too many walk out to sea Too many won’t get to see the world, now Too many walk out to sea…
The lord made you a liar He won’t make you a man I could cut a line between Logic and you
Throw your hands up if you’re tired! If your God’s kinda given up I could cut the nerve between Magick and you
(Fire it up…) I’m a block-chained memory And I’ll [bend] and curl Into a glacé hole I just go, and I go, and I go, and I go Were you high on gasoline? Burnt the school cos you’re lonely? I’m a black-white knight And I’ll burn, and i’ll burn, and i’ll burn, and i’ll burn…
Too many walk out to sea Too many won’t get to see the world, now Too many walk out to sea…
The lord made you a liar He won’t make you a man I could cut a line between Logic and you
Throw your hands up if you’re tired! If your God’s kinda given up I could cut the nerve between Magick and you
SU฿LORD[laughs] - a short film about the musician Clarence ClarityClarence Clarity2019-02-20 | By Toby Harris and Clarence Clarity in the summer of 2018
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The sins of our fathers They start to add up Undress to our curses And forget-me-nots
I’ll sleep forever On the hands that were given to me Haunt me forever Or till I jump back into the sea
Too much too young (And receive what ain’t given to me) I’ll wait forever And receive what ain’t given to me
The sins of our fathers They start to add up Undress to our curses And forget-me-nots
The sins of our fathers We’ll never shake off Undress to our curses And forget-me-nots
I’ll sing whenever You get bored and ain’t looking for me Unbridled pleasures In a void, on a narcissist sea
And the tide’s in and sucking at me And you yawn so I have to repeat If you could keep your mouth steady But nothing makes a difference So forget I even said…
The sins of our fathers They start to add up Undress to our curses And forget-me-nots
The sins of our fathers We’ll never shake off Undress to our curses And forget-me-nots
These genes are mad itchy But when I woke up, they were all I had with me Been scratching these hand-me-downs since I left the hospital I’m fighting my family tree; no, I’m fighting a Whomping Willow Disorder's stomping steel toe’d through my blood Working non-stop trying to ensure I’ll never rise above And I can’t tell if I can ever stop the construction Or if these are just curses that I’m stuck with
Never gonna figure it out
The sins of our fathers They start to add up Undress to our curses And forget-me-nots
The sins of our fathers We’ll never shake off Undress to our curses And forget-me-nots
And I hate you But I love you all the same And when I love you I hate you all the same
If I told you, I might hurt myself So I hide my feelings Couldn’t tell me you’re with someone else But I hide my feelings
Girl, you make me Feel like you been fucking everyone So make me feel like I make you feel good Girl, you make me Feel like you been fucking everyone So make me feel like I make you feel good
If I told you, you might hurt yourself Should I hide my feelings? If I told you I’m with someone else Would I hurt your feelings?
Have they written you a love song? (No) And have they treated you the right way? (No) Will I ever be a number? (No) You know, I know.
Girl, you make me Feel like you been fucking everyone So make me feel like I make you feel good Girl, you make me Feel like you been fucking everyone So make me feel like I make you feel good
Won’t you make me feel like I make you feel good?
Hey girl, you make me, You make me feel like I make you feel good Hey girl, you make me, You make me feel like I make you feel good
Maybe I’ve written you a love song Cos I still need you But it won’t do no good It isn’t over when it’s over Cos I still feel it But it won’t do no good Could all the mediocrity Just fall beneath and Hollywood be ours
Girl, you make me Feel like you been fucking everyone So make me feel like I make you feel good Girl, you make me, You make me feel like I make you feel good
I’m folding you Like cash in an urn I'm drowning you You'll thrash but you'll turn
Fold 'em
And I'm letting go As drips down a well And if you don't know- I'll bend as I swell
Gotta fear of the night Dead souls in a fog So I'm fucked and I'm lost So I'll fold 'em
Fold ‘em... Fold ‘em...
What if the skies are closing? What if I've come too far? What if the caps are melting? Are we folding?
SHADI:
People are dying Mommas are crying Look in the eyes of a lion and tell me he’s lying, he’s trying his best But a savage a savage No folding in To the lies of holy men I live for sin I’ve folded in I live for sin So pour the jin Bitch! Money’s the motive, I’m focused In a Ford Focus On that Lotus Till I crash Ain’t no point no more I fold I fold I fold ‘em My life’s a joke Hocus Pocus.
So what if the skies are closing? So what if I go too far? So what if the caps are melting? So what, can we call this art? So what if the skies are closing? So what if I go too far? So what if the caps are melting? Just fold 'em, Fold ‘em, don't deny it Motherfuckers act up, like they ain't tried it
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The torso of my toy wrestler is too loose, and you’re trying to feed me kind words through a poop chute Quit it; I can smell the waste It elevates into the air, I swear, it’s up there doing a jig upside-down on a glass ceiling And on the other side, there is Billy Mays, kneeling down giving it a streak-free shine But when I show him the footprints, he ignores me each time
Catch sight of myself sliced in seven angles Quantised and baptised but understand that Maybe one day in a couple of years God be like; “Fuck it- I’ve been splitting hairs”
I get it, it’s not your problem; you’ve ascended We’re swimmin’ in outrage and gluten-free chicken Gawker articles, copious photographs of kittens and...
“Listen to my mixtape!”
That was a request, not commentary The similarity of our struggle is kinda scary Iapapa Berries are my art: Some life for nerds, but turds to those confused by tart remarks
Catch sight of myself sliced in seven angles Quantised and baptised but understand that Maybe one day in a couple of years God be like; “Fuck it- I’ve been splitting hairs”
Self-awareness, I choose you.
I'm at my weakest; reading Rap Genius, trying to make sense of myself Dispensing my health to these beings I'm not even sure that I'm seeing, peeing on the side of the bowl; my roommate is sleeping next to the girl who's creeping with him because her guy does art and only makes about $8.99 Christ... Me and that guy would be best pals But I should keep it down; they're having sex now
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