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A Flower in Disguise
Aflwrndisguise
Ohio, USA
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Singer/songwriter/producer/visual artist. ASD. Experimental music meaning constantly experimenting with sound and creating without limitations--or preconceptions of what music is or should be. Inspired by the human condition, history, fantasy, surrealism, gothic authors, and mythology.
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A Flower in Disguise
@Aflwrndisguise
Ohio, USA
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Singer/songwriter/producer/visual artist. ASD. Experimental music meaning constantly experimenting with sound and creating without limitations--or preconceptions of what music is or should be. Inspired by the human condition, history, fantasy, surrealism, gothic authors, and mythology.
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Broken Bird/ An Afterthought Still Missing
A single. Written, sung & produced by me. Love come spelling Richen these inner worlds Loved as a broken bird nursed To know your heart inside and out The difference between the back of the hand and the palm Luminous eyes in the black reflecting back the moon’s glow Predators roam Oh, I feel so at home Blind as the shining night Blades drawn in attack Blood blending with the black The stained earth an afterthought still missing Out of earshot Moving without doubt There’s no promise to make As it was no mistake Why’s my heart so fragile? Twinkling like shrapnel Breathe so shallow I can’t find the ground to stand any longer So light, so light My hope faded to the daybreak It’s an invisible fight this flight to take air Touch heaven or sink to hell Oh, I feel so at home Blind as the shining night Blades drawn in attack Blood blending with the black The stained earth an afterthought still missing Out of earshot Love come spelling Richen these inner worlds Loved as a broken bird nursed To know your heart inside and out The difference between the back of the hand and the palmmore
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Saint, Lady, Devil
The sixth and final track of my upcoming EP The Agonies: Saint, Lady, Devil (currently unreleased). It's inspired and built around a Lupe Velez quote and my own feelings+experiences. It's lyrically my favorite of the EP. Recitals of conversations Lost in my mind’s interpretation Masking they called me too faced before Little do they know my face oh it changes with the moons phases It creeps with the shadows cast in setting sun I’m home on the dark side of the moon My goodness doesn’t equal greatness These tears have scarred my eyes to match my broken mind But behind glass, a saint, a lady and a devil Chaos’s daughter Enslaved to social protocol Masking hysterics, statistics and profanity It’s rare to be known Little do they know my face oh it changes with the moons phases It creeps with the shadows cast in setting sun I’m home on the dark side of the moon With ink black space starring back I feel fake in the world waiting to be found out For the faces to crack and oxygen let out Recitals of conversations Lost in my mind’s interpretation My goodness doesn’t equal greatness These tears have scarred my eyes to match my broken mind But behind glass, a saint, a lady and a devil Chaos’s daughter Enslaved to social protocol Masking hysterics, statistics and profanity It’s rare to be known more
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Costume Woman/ Heart in Ruin
Opening track to my EP Grabbing By the Heart. Written, sung, and produced by me. Costume woman My heart’s in ruins Clutching the soil like it’s me On the other end digging in My heart’s in ruins Toiled to it, clutching the soil like it’s me Daring my heart to grow wings And finally liberate me The wings against the cage Winding me up The imaginary men have given me up Ending the galvanizing Dressed in the days Rouging and bruising Crying with certain clarity, purple The body has settled with the blood Coloring that’s all I think of The imaginary men have given me up My heart’s in ruins Toiled to it, clutching the soil like it’s me Costume woman My heart’s in ruins Daring my heart to grow wings And finally, liberate me The wings against the cage Winding me up Heavy with emotionmore
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