I hope it turns out that way. I'm not there, I'm not part of that scene
I feel like I can only connect with others through my music, though I don’t think I’ve actually decided that for sure. That’s why my music is my answer, my. hurt heart still won’t heal; it’s growing bigger
808 with an effector, drastically change the A and B patterns in the hook, apply a melody gross beat, render it, and change the pitch; “chichichi, chichichi” hi-hats and electric guitar, 3x high speed brass synth slides; bass
It’s bittersweet, but I’m leaving to experience that feeling. Everything I say is an experiment. Why do you feel the need to categorize things?
Getting confused by filling my head with unreliable information. Going about my day while vividly visualizing scenes in my mind, as if through a projector. They only see the surface. Examine the facts and don’t say too much
Thanks for give me crashcore
