he woke up cursing like an unpolite cop on speed spoke in tongues that only monsters thought they knew grabbed his stuff got up early in his dreams he could see the evil in a perfect pair of shoes hey man, the devil is waiting in the clothes…

Profissionalizei esse tema pra ti quase me matei pra deixar ele assim bonito como as montanhas rasgando o horizonte e o céu azul o azul dos teus olhos beleza tamanha derrama o mel do xarope profissional

Just a little track I created using Elysium.

Wrote all the lyrics and most of the melody for this song in one sitting during a particularly busy period in my life. Just an indulgent little jazz tune poking fun at myself... those who know me well will instantly recognise the lyrics as…