ThreeFour after getting used to the surface She gets along with the jellyfish

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ThreeFour after getting used to the surface She gets along with the jellyfish
Final sheet of ThreeFour (34) ! I fixed her up so I could draw her consistently :'^D
Another Bomb Song (Song)
All it takes is one wrong move and smoke fills the sky One hasty move sentencing us to die
We should of given up these bombs, Relying on deterring retaliation Fuck were we wrong The rest of uss doomed to condemnation
God left us when the flash blinded the young now all the beauty is gone All the birdsong goes unsung we all have mistakes to dwell on This deadly phenomenon
We should of given up these wrongs, Resulting in the scorching of a nation Survivors'll be gone before too long Countless bodies in forced cremation
We must give up these bombs It's got to be done Out of respect of the songs So many have already sung
Self Important Disease (song)
I know not of the disparate man
His stupors inspire idiocy
I do not wish for it to be who I am
A man uncaring for kin, what is he?
He is man
A common plague
A face belonging no name
I’m sure we’re all to blame
An entire civilization with no plan
The very idea, idiocy
Going about violence, shortening lifespan
Dealing with these problems hideously
They are man
A common plague
A face belonging no name
I’m sure we’re all to blame
Repeating circle, once more it happens
What is this idiocy?
Surely this is not all we should be
Making bombs and claiming territory
Oh but it doesn’t bother me
I’m just like you, see
Spectral Plain(song)
I’m a terrible heir
Making noise in private
Hide me from the stares
Of the passive tyrants
Floating round the confines of my room
All the people I see through,
See through me too
Live as a spirit on the spectral plain
Dead soul viewing from another space
Nocturnal waif boy it’s such a shame
I’ll end up dying in this place
I feel I’m dying in this place
Drifting liking a phantom
Reflecting on my life
Staring into the
Perdition of my dark mind
Floating round the confines of my room
Breathing in the dust of days
Spitting at the moon
Live as a spirit on the spectral plain
Dead soul viewing from another space
Nocturnal waif boy it’s such a shame
I’ll end up dying in this place
I feel I’m dying in this place
I live as a stranger
Making noise in silence
Hide from the danger
Of all the passive tyrants
I know I’m dying in this place
I’m dying in this place
Arguing Again (song)
https://soundcloud.com/juck-smoleman/arguing-again
Petrichor - I’m not Your Baby
https://youtube.com/watch?v=Q1xbKC2SaTA
Petrichor - Feburary
https://youtube.com/watch?v=OOfLrNKBlGQ