To the boundaries we go. I see glow & indigo, air flow in no gravity, woah.
I spent zero to name the stars and thousands on these highways. Bars to block a smiling constellation afar. Tar up, synesthetic barrier for the scarred up ozone carrier. It’s a locked cuff on the blood-brain staircase or elevator. This is labor.
Sentiment/sediment, selling clothes to claim the relevance. It’s sediment sentiment’s giving common folk the prevalence. Amoeba to hit andromeda, indomitable reverse. Mind crossing, the tossing out of the earth. Solitary refinement, with space and time went I, and this, and you, and this. It’s string, it’s string, it’s all string.
From Johannesburg, South Africa, terrence? delivers an EP of gorgeous soul and moody hip-hop surrounded atmospheric production. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 13, 2022