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Magica$$$
04:50
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they say magica
Lila
can i hit the fire?
turn off travis scott
that dude is retired
walgreens pink press on nails
snapchat with surround sound
email me @hotmail
see me hit it from the back in the background
wait until the sun down
moon out
@ss out
listening to No Doubt all my ladies in the house with their buns out say
LSD see easy peasy we see what we want to see
see patterns and the ACDC
phone call better make it speedy
he text me he oh so cheeky
cheeked up with the sweetie peetie
wearing polka dot bikinis might just have to get real freaky
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I hit it like i’m sarah lynn
fuck me like i’m sasha grey
text me with the gas light
like i’m lana del rey
if ur gonna hit me up
gtfo cyberspace
i only take pick up lines
as esoteric brain waves
call me text me google drive me
strangers watching as you find me
email me once every two weeks
do spells to appear in my dreams
send you packages on fed ex
full of xanax and herbal tea
put me under your christmas tree
long as you pay shipping fees for me
pay shipping fees for me
Big hair, thick ass, Jewish sorority
$8.99 and I’ll ship priority
Send you insta-filtered selfies drunk from the floority
(This Sugarhill rhyme schemes doing you dirty)
Hold up I’m thinkin, hold up I’m Thinkin
Steal a line from Barbie Tingz, I’m like “you mean the pinkprint?”
Put it in my notes cause that’s my log like Lincoln
Call me Kira Kira cause I’m glitzy, twinklin
Catch me at the drug test and I’m fake piss tinklin
Boys get so intimidated, violets shrinkin
Layering my shirts I’m reppin blue and pink and leopard print, so take a hint, my battleship is sinkin!
Um, it’s me Meg Spectre,
Navel gazing bitch, female psyche inspector
One foot in my mouth like you’ve come to expect her
The other in your boyfriends mouth like Hannibal lectorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
I’m doing my Nicki thing, I’m sorry
He loves this medium sized ass,
aaaaaa!
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3. |
Ethereal
02:41
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im not a state of mind
you can’t take controlled doses of my
exuberant flames they will pass you by
I
encapsolated happiness many times
i
just cannot be the angel in your mind
maybe you forgot i was ethereal
impermanent
slipping through your fingers
maybe you remember
and that is why you
said please stay forever
cause you know i won’t
and you knew along
i don’t write all the time
i write when my head bursts the weight of my child
infatuation with the sadder times
i
encapsolated happiness many times
i
just cannot be the angel in your mind
maybe you forgot i was ethereal
impermanent
slipping through your fingers
maybe you remember
and that is why you
said please stay forever
cause you know i won’t
and you knew along
it still hurts sometimes
weeks spent in my bed
cups of water with no ice
i know you don’t think of me all the time
but i wish thered be a fucking second that went by
where id live in your mind
and you be out of mine
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4. |
World Stopped
02:30
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i wanted to write one of the
types of songs you play in your car
about every time they break your heart
or you are feeling lonely
and i bob my head and sing along
though i wish you played some happier songs
and when you let me sit in shot gun
i never look behind me
you were leaving too the
world stopped, and it stopped you
grocery store natural perfumes
i love you
i always did and do
all the time we have spent
on pseudo hippie asshole men
we both deserve better than them
the Universe makes sure we stay friends
so i nod my head from the back stands
someday i’ll be your favorite band
i like it when you hold my hand
a little more than i have ever said
you were leaving too the
world stopped, and it stopped you
grocery store natural perfume
i love you
i always did if you
asked me to be yours i’d
i wait until we were forty
two being forest fairies
i swear we could get married
but maybe we’d be too busy to
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5. |
Rearranging
03:23
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i can’t do the things i used to do
they made me happy but now i just get lost in my room
growing inside of me that i can’t control my lungs are fillin up with charcoal
make playlists every day
wait til the sun goes down
to sit on my fire escape
the world keeps on changing
and i don’t know anyone
my thoughts rearranging
it’s good for me in the long run
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6. |
Nettle Soup
04:01
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you're still on the
planes that my brain navigates space
with a place for the moon when
im asleep til the sun upon my
face in the morning smoke on the window
pane and leaves that i don't know the name of
the leaves on the fern touch
the rope that i made out of
herbs that i grew in the summer time
shirts above red wine valentine sunlight summertime
angelic sublime moonlight through the window
sun over time equals
the kind of smoke that makes ringlets in the wintertime
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Yes, sleep
01:51
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do i want to be happy in love or high?
i think of you almost every night
and in the morning sky
i know that you are fine
because i protect you sometimes
send you all the love and light
as long as i have mine inside
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magicalila Brooklyn, New York
im a brooklyn-based electronic musician exploring iterative cycles, maximalism, consciousness states, and creating things with magical properties
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