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Twin Peak Dreams

from POST MORTEM by DYVER

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Twin Peak Dreams By: Dyver

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Watching a shit ton of "Twin Peaks" with my fiancé . Smoking a shit ton of weed. Had these dreams about ridding myself and still being alive and well in another dimension, still feeling slight guilt for existing at all.Not knowing myself at all, so how the fuck could anyone say they know me?"-DYVER

Lyrics:

Verse1

I wrote this song in red
The numbers in my head
Are spinning around
I walk into the corridor and what i found
Was blood on my hands, feels like i murdered a friend
And i would do it again
to save my sanity
he seems so familiar
but he's fading away
memories of a part of me

HK
Lets skip the daps, Lets skip the hello's (2x)
Ya'll don't know me man you dont know me (2x)

Verse2

I dont know who you are
A shade of film noir
A blemish on a star
A sugar tanked filled car going no where fast

Better haul ass to the next planet
I'm an 80s baby my first crush was janet
Wish i could moonwalk with michael
Hit prince and david bowie up for a night cap
And write raps bought how life's bull
full of it, I don't covet, i release what i can with a low budget
agent cooper in a stopper so dougie
where do i belong?(2x)
I could get lost in a song, as life goes on

HK

Verse3

Holy shit oh holy shit I think i found myself/
going mental on the instrumental i found help/
fairweather winner supreme goose for the winter/
rock the title belt/ as revival swells
homies turn into haters trying to short hand me/
paranoia with anybody thats not family/
i remember at sixteen i wanted a grammy/ now i'm happy
if anybody can fucking stand me/ champ feather weight bound to self
deprecate/just want a taste of the power they want the whole plate/
i'm clockin in by the hour for meager pay rates/ dreaming bout the gold
plaque with the nameplate i play the game well gimme an espy/ lebron long gone bald flippin the sp /404 hit em with the 808 about survival all my rivals gone on that DOA i dont play

credits

from POST MORTEM, released July 3, 2017
ALL SONGS WRITTEN, PRODUCED, PERFORMED By: Dyver
Terrence Smalls(BMI)
Wax Cult

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DYVER Atlanta, Georgia

hybrid, psych soul and street pop art sonic soundscapes rounded with a solid foundation in hip hop, indie, and electronic music from Atlanta, Ga.

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