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Kvordair [Deluxe Version]

by Ascidzz

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My mind is a temple. Every track that I produce exercises my mental My personalities don't mind them sticking round like dimples Most musicians nowadays have began with a stencil They get a laptop and a pencil I just had a pencil and a fucking issue Momma made me cry all the time But all of that crippling abuse Made me a recluse Thinking what the fuck I'm to do. Had me writing, doing puzzles, speaking English by two. Family telling her to stop knocking me down, it'll screw me up and my siblings But she didn't care, she thought it was cool. Wish I could tell you it subsided, it got worse as I grew Didn't even need a reason, just unleash shit on you. I was depressed as fuck but always kept my energy up I didn't speak to none about it so no sympathy but I didn't need it, I'd do whatever to escape the fuss. I feel you flinching, but I'm not listen, I admit it sucks. Got my first instrument around seven, electric guitar "Bad to the Bone" with my auntie I'd play, she'd sing along. Eventually build up resentment as the time would progress. Mom and pop split, that was a lot of weight on my chest. I missed pop, he and I reminisced rubberband tension No matter how we got spread apart, we'd come back again nothing different Meanwhile I gotta deal with this other man that my mother introduced to us A replacement while papa was missing. I got so defensive. A bitter relationship it was. I keep having them, plus the bullies at school, why'd they hate me such And I was breaking Later started making razor cuts And tried suicide numerous times But something would wake me up Was it dedication? Was nothing that could be simple This pit of resentment was dangerous, And I felt like pimple Cause I would rest in silence, but I know some day I will pop And when that time comes I don't know who can make me stop. Meanwhile I'm in the Brewery, my early morning wake up Profane Language in with a straight face and a steaming cup Got espresso shots, all kinds of spirits and vodka Still wondering why when my mother does shit no one stops her. So here's Kvordair. Could give a fuck if you like it. Because this shit is my therapy, it's been in my Life since I was broken apart this music shit keeps me alive and I live through it these songs are the way that I cry.
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The Brewery 04:29
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Chillin' 03:11
I see you right there, I see you right there I see you right there, just chillin', just chillin' mmm
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Branches 04:29
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Like A 05:41
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Snoring 04:18
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Pariah 04:12
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Ostracized 03:36
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Don't Assume 03:51
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His Heart 03:25

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Kvordair is reminiscent of my consciousness. It's a mental temple of mine where the congregation and thus collaboration of my personalities take place. Those congregations output my stream of consciousness and especially show throughout my tracks.

This is a more thorough representation of those personalities and their power.

Thank you!

Stay Frosty!
Ascidzz

What You're Paying For:

- 11 Original Tracks in any format
- 2 Bonus Tracks
- 10 Pictures

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released August 4, 2016

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Ascidzz Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

First-born out of Philly, I make music for the introvert.

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