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taken in Birmingham, Alabama by @lowkeyfiasco

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3 months ago

taken in Birmingham, Alabama by @lowkeyfiasco

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3 months ago

taken in Birmingham, Alabama by @lowkeyfiasco

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3 months ago

🌪️Drove through a tornado yesterday outside of Topeka, KS. taken in Topeka, Kansas by @lowkeyfiasco

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LYRICS:

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Fever Dream

Embody Sisyphus.
Pick a stone and push it up the hill
and when you’re at the top
watching it roll back down again
note the scenery
as you start your descent.
Life is for the living.

Warm sunlight on my face.
Wind kissed me
and whispered
a secret in my ear.
A key to the kingdom.
“The thief of life’s fire
is both time and desire.
Can you not hear the song?
Your part is coming up.”
There’s…

No way
I’ll make
it out
alive,
but still
I try to find my reasons why
I keep living this life.
It’s a mystery.

So if you have questions
it’s best to forget them.
Just bask in
the privilege
of blissful ignorance.
If meaning
and purpose
convince you this is worth it,
who cares if it is just
a hallucination?
There’s…

No way
you’ll make
it out
alive,
but still you try to find your reasons why
you keep living this life
It’s a mystery.

8 billion ways to live.
8 billion ways to think.
8 billion ways to feel,
but you can’t feel a thing?
Life is a fever dream,
a mess that can’t be cleaned;
desperate and interesting.
Are you not entertained?

No way
we’ll make
it out
alive,
but still
we try to find our reasons why
we keep living this life
It’s a mystery

I’m not ready to leave just yet, but how much time do we have left? by @lowkeyfiasco

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7 months ago

LYRICS:

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Waiting

I’ve seen that face before.
You’re biding your time,
Searching for evidence, like
Kindling for the fire
Whose flames claim sweat from my skin.
My eyes looked up toward the sky.
I said “Take your time,
We’ve got all night.
I can wait.”

It’s the ghost of your past
Keeping you far from sleep.
Turning from side to side;
Head full of terrible dreams.
Girl, It’s a knife in the dark.
A bottom you can’t see.
The shadow of your heart.
The light you’ll never reach.
But I can wait.

Time and time again, I find,
You suspect me of crimes
You know I’d never commit,
But you won’t listen.
Tried to dissuade all your fears.
Cover them in comforting lies, like
“We’ve got nothing, but time.”
Or “I don’t mind.”
Or “I can wait.”

I can wait. by @lowkeyfiasco

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7 months ago

LYRICS:

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Blood & Honey

Is it a sign of the times?
Is it life reduced to black and white
or is it wool pulled over our eyes
when it starts to itch and fits too tight
that the wheels start to spin
as everything begins to click?
It’s not what you’re seeing,
but how you’re seeing it.

They’ve got us all by the throat
and with smiling eyes watching us choke,
but nobody wants to rock the boat
when it’s the only thing keeping us afloat
and no one wants to swim,
so we live our lives in the shallow end
pretending to be what
we think
others think we should be.

The best of good intentions
won’t really make a difference.
You’ll only take a chance if
the risk’s outweighed by success.
This yoke of numbing comfort’s saddled with indecision.
Too scared to plant the trees whose
shade we will never sit in

The dream’s to be domesti-
cated and codependent.
To trade in childlike wonder
for death and debt and taxes.
To never question the game
and be committed to play.
Whatever keeps your hands clean.
Whatever makes you feel safe.

That’s the life.
Picket fences painted white.
Waiting in line
for modest slice of modern life
in a Cul-de-sac.
Living the “American Dream”;
Blacked out;
dead asleep on your feet;
scrolling a screen. (Alright)

Get sick of being given
results, but not decisions.
Who are these men making you
shoulder the consequences
of their insatiable greed?
Why are we down on our knees?
Swimming in circles;
the cycle repeats itself again. by @lowkeyfiasco

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7 months ago

taken in Maricopa, Arizona by @lowkeyfiasco

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10 months ago

Art taken in Denver, Colorado by @lowkeyfiasco

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a year ago

taken in Palisade, Colorado by @lowkeyfiasco

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a year ago

taken in Cisco, Utah by @lowkeyfiasco

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a year ago