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DARKNET

by Rswll

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1.
ODE to the MILLENNIALS, MAYBE 04:00
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I don't go to the discotheque But I caught his dick through text Left my love of the other world Out there there's nothing left Clubs, festivals, arenas, Stadiums are lame, Unless outside has wifi I might stay inside all day Why? 'cause I don't care Write about my fucking apathy, I don't care. Blah, blah, blah, entitlement, I don't care Why should I go to the discotheque I'm scripting love through text Spitting salt behind my door You salivate my death But I'll be busy dancing wearing Nothing but my name out I love myself so much, And if you don't--fuck off, hey! 'cause I don't care Really don’t, Really don’t — care Write about my fucking apathy, I don't care. Blah, blah, blah, entitlement, I don't care Am I a keyboard warrior? Or maybe you're the one Sniping at your kids Snarking pixelated guns Am I a keyboard warrior? Or maybe you're the one Stealing from the kids Stinging us for having none
2.
the CONTEMPORARY WOMAN 04:00
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Not cold-footed I can be cold-blooded The temperature flips— A knife and you’re gutted Too damn dirt to join my team Bleach your sleeve Skin unclean Built from bones of the homebound wife Oh, mercy me! Mercy: my vice Penchant for saying not nice things twice, shoes can’t shine, my love ice How I like Girls crack slippers Grab the broken glass Crave to cut the king He tried to get past— Those` boys in the shade Can’t come near No one cries for your outskirts Hunt my head, hate my breath hit my heart, lick my breast lips of your kingdom kissing my heels I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel Quick life living for the human gun You writ rules, I rule ritz: run Long tooth, big mouth, both bit dust I lack love? you love like— You must not wanna see nor wanna be me We stampede on your PC screen Licking laws like lozenges Flaunting, flossing out flawlessness Girls crack slippers Grab the broken glass crave to cut the king He tried to get past— Those boys in the shade? It’s me they fear No one comes for my outskirts here Hunt my head, hate my breath hit my heart, lick my breast lips of your kingdom kissing my heels I don't wanna know how your outskirts feel So you wanna talk shop of the blood we spill?
3.
NITROGLYCERINE TUNES 04:00
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NITROGLYCERINE TUNES One day I will be more lovely than you Today I am but a bit in my obituary Kissing real quick leaving lips barbecued Only I sing nitroglycerine tunes And you won't wanna dance When you find my metal grooves You won't wanna dance Without bulletproof shoes I stage a pretty scene When the questions cut Quick love living For the human gun And I don't want to reload But I am losing ammo To the chambers of my heart Chambers in my hand I make love But pound point blank And you won't wanna screw, When you feel my metal grooves You won't wanna fuck me Fear I’ll shoot through you I stage a pretty scene Where the questions cut Then I pop-pop-pop I’m a human gun. Your skin-tight skin I can penetrate deep Post-coital screams Into perennial sleep. Then I'll fabricate a scene, When the questions cut, I’m a human... I dreamt a silly dream, Where I broke that bluff, But I pop-pop-pop Blew the best of my guts
4.
INTERNET BOY vs. GIRLS 04:00
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How many girls can I wrap around my finger If I don't wanna finger one at all? I know the gameplay I don’t wanna talk Gut shot When I won’t install Are you afraid That I am not afraid When fear is all you've got? Am I self-aware, Or aware that I don’t care? I don't care when I'm aware of all The girls don't like me None of them are proud of me I'm not the boy they want The girls don't like me But I need their liking Or I will become Unpopular How many girls Do I really wanna finger When I type with ten? I know how to pose I know how to flash, But I think too much, I think Are you afraid That I am not afraid When fear is all you've got? Am I self-aware, Or aware that I don’t care? Never mind, I don't have a self at all. (Yet still an individual, right?) The girls don't like me None of them are proud of me I'm not the boy they want The girls don't like me But I need their liking Or I will become Nothing without all your likes I just want your eye-- honestly would rather rip them out your fucking head But for now I will feed you lies Because I don’t want to be unpopular And I know you'll never like me You will never be my friend But, baby, in this day and age I don't give a damn Your girl don't like me None of them are proud of me I'm not the boy you want Your girl don't like me But I need her liking Or I will be done
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the SOCIALLY ANXIOUS FLAMETHROWER 04:00
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Cut your iris If those eyelids shut on me Teardrops do not… Sprung only to freeze My gaps scream out But the hollowness sings sweet Chewed on my heart ever since I saw the start I swell on my own teeth Nothing else fills me, I am my need I am that I eat I’ve not another mouth to sell support I’ve not another mouth to feed Nobody taught me to swim through the river where small sparks, last lights line up to drown No steps to follow I march through flames Every step a trailblazer burned through the ground Gasoline tightrope with no net on which to fall Every atlas I held with trust Helped me to withdraw So I spit fire I can’t swallow my smoke Flamethrower baby knows no light, But still can light bone Nobody taught me this life of autonomy “Sink or swim,” they said, sticking lead to my feet Nobody taught me this life of autonomy "Sink or swim" they said, "But we'd rather see you dead."
6.
CAR FUN?? 04:00
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'Cause I don't give a damn If you squirm in your seat "Sex is a sin" Is so last week I know what I want And you want me, too/to Fucking unzip And let that big boy through Excuse me, sir But I don't really care Don't kiss my neck Don’t touch my hair I know what I want And you want me, too Drop the coy shit Pick up your big boy ‘Cause I don't want your big talk I just wanna hard rock Rock this car You don't have to drive To take me far We can have fun in the car Get it? Do you fear my tongue Or fear your own? Baby, you know what you want You just let it go Why don't you let it grow, hm? I know what I want, And you want me to… do… You know I don’t want your name, Your wit, dumb; love, lame, Just shut that fucking mouth And push that big — through, oh I don't want your big talk I just wanna hard rock Rock this car You don't have to drive To take me far We can have fun in the car Get it? I don't want your big talk Shut the fuck up I just wanna rock this car You don't have to drive To take me far We can fuck wild in the car We can have fun in the car
7.
YOU'RE* BABY 04:00
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Hold me Gently Be my Cradle I don't care about the things you say I just want to hear your voice, please Hold me Hurt me Be my Bruises I don't think about the pain just Keep your fingers on my skin Don't let go, don't let me go, Choke me from within Hold me Gently Be my Cradle (I wanna be your baby again) Hold me Hurt me Be my Bruises (I wanna be your bitch again) I might die for your stare, Knowing well those eyes do not care Open up your lips Spit on me Feed me Be my cradle I'm your baby Take me back I'm your baby Suffocate me I'm your baby Look at me Look at me
8.
the CATFISH & the WEEABOO 04:00
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Look at me I'm such a basket case A thousand illnesses On my about me page Look at me Look at me I'm such a basket case Everyone's accepting And I'm still displaced Look at me Look at me I'm such a basket case Astronaut untethered In the digital space Looking for love Still afraid to send face Another weeaboo bitch Of the internet age Look at me I do not appropriate when trying to belong Typing, clicking What can go wrong Looking for love Still afraid to send face Another weeaboo bitch Of the internet age. Look at me Catfish, catfish please come out We won't beat you down You just gotta look pretty! Catfish, catfish Come out now! We won't beat you down We will give you everything But only for your beauty Look at me I'm such a basket case All I am is tethered To the digital cage So kiss me through the screen While I hold my breath Another catfish bitch Dies an electronic, electric death Look at me (Be my cradle I'm your baby Take me back I'm your baby Suffocate me I'm your baby Look at me Look at me)
9.
FUNERAL SELFIE PSYCHOS 04:00
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I visit the slaughterhouse For takeaway meals How can you expect My disconnect to ever heal? Childhood: I never read what I write Pressured by a metal man Always in sight History? White Teacher? White Multiple choice There is only one right I am taught That I am wrong So be like Jesus And He looked on Hanged from a wall He looked on and on And on and on And on "Be like metal Jesus" So now I am: I'll forgive you… maybe I was chained to a ship That was built to sink You fucking old people Never taught me how to swim Broke the whole Earth Said, "Clean it up, kid! Put you in a diaper, So you owe us this shit Sorry there's no money We have spent it all on bombs To blow apart your friend With whom we couldn't get along! Just go and get a job It’s not that hard You just need experience To get a job that gives experience And get a good degree That you won’t ever need Tuition will kill But, living ain’t free! Just make that money Make that money Make that money Get cash for me Oh, and women are equal there is only one right Oh, and accept all people there is only one right Be anything you want, kid It is your life!" Then why does my exam say Only one right? "Just be like metal Jesus" So now I am: I’ll forgive you And get my revenge We’re all a bunch of psycho Lazy slobs Trawling through the internet All day long! Funeral selfies, Vapid dumb kids Showing some tits Like a covered up bitch!
10.
SUPERFINE 03:59
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What’s an anchor to a ship equipped with rockets? I overheat when there’s too much to delete Defeatist quick, I totally deserve I shutdown; Your winning isn’t worth it I fire blind I never not attack I know surprise my size sighs slack. Oh, what a mess, But we break so clean, Looking our best When addressed so mean I look my best, Undressed unseen I wanna disappear Smoulder swift I lit with no regret I sink softly through a limitless depth Safe, soundless, turn toes tough ’til I skirt bluffs, I will sure enough… Give up and let go Let my hollow show Although I’m made to hang the rope is lovely And if the brightest sun does have the shortest run I’ll sew myself in stars lie about my light like… We’re superfine calling our cuts deluxe and all the burns sublime We're superfine I lick my rot, throw the thought Then role play divine We're superfine I lick my rot then throw the thought Until I am divine I look my best Undressed unseen We are superfine
11.
INFINITY, FOREVER, DARKLY 05:00
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about

"DARKNET" was born out of suburban ennui, as Rswll turned to the internet for inspiration.

Reflecting both the solace and terror of limitless acceptance, "DARKNET" references various internet subcultures found across the burgeoning digital landscape of the early ‘10s. The sonic palette accordingly swerves from abrasive synths to sentimental electric piano, from jubilant vibraphones to fulminating brass.

Here, facile judgments and wry observations are brushed aside; instead, Rswll presents a series of narrators whose vignettes often contradict each other.

Teetering between scalding satire (“FUNERAL SELFIE PSYCHOS”) and melodramatic sincerity (“YOU’RE BABY”), Rswll revels in extremes and settles for nothing but the truth—and the other truth, and the other truth.

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released October 3, 2015

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