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the last r&p acoustic songs

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1.
now we’re doing alright everything matters just a little bit less you’ll forget all of the ways i deceive with low self esteem, believing you’ll leave i used to preach what had been preached to me that nothing matters barring morality but one more loss, another part a little piece that you once loved and at this point i’d give all that i have to replace what you can’t promise you’ll give back so tell me how the fuck to deal with thinking about the end when nobody else could replace what you’ve given on every call you’ve heard me cry i’m sorry, some people have reasons but i can’t think of a single one for why i can’t be honest the way that you want so stay warm in my sweater as i grieve i’ll enjoy your company until the day you say “i’m sorry i have to leave” you admit you're not sure what you're doing but you're confident enough to pull my sleeves i may not breathe in weeks to come whether intentional or not you are the last of my life on these nights except for the nights you talk about the futures you see all i wanted was to see your smile all i wanted was to see mine too time’ll only let us go if we let it we won’t let it any time soon my hands are giving out trying to keep us from losing this view hello, i’m sorry if i seem like recently i’m totally out of it of everyone i know, i only struggle to hide that with you hello, you said that everything’ll be ok, and i trust you cause you are the culmination of everything i could believe in
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i sang away all of these scars will fade i’ve left my blade all of these scars will fade so tune me out, tune me out let me feed upon myself don’t tune me out, tune me out gain my love inside this cell a bloodshot cry tightening your chest my mother’s eyes pull me out of rest make a promise follow your needs obsessive wants fall to your ground another lie to not be found leave me be, offer me a change in sound, in scenery i long again, to live and see the autumn leaves fall to our feet i sang away
3.
on the cold summer grass, will you be my breath on these midnight hills, will you be the last of the falling leaves in my hollow chest where butterflies are too scared to rest play the light out of the day that we’re just trying to pass cables scattered on floors, forgotten by a neck you had faith in a friend, a possessive mess can i trust you enough to understand what we have ooooh is this beauty ooooh will you hear my pleas with doubt i’ll cross my heart and drown myself not in bottles, but in bruising wrists, and ruined skin a friend in tools for tally marks, and keep forgetting the rest they don’t call anymore, how can i know you won’t be next the more comfortable i get, i learn my father’s disrespect there’s a way for me to fix this with only one dead do i walk down fieldgate towards the art hall taking the long way around to sit, and hear the repercussions of a discussion that shouldn’t involve me, where i’ve done nothing except not give in to her borderline sociopathic obsessive tendencies. i wouldn’t carve my flesh out for this of all things as much as some may wish that i do, because at least i treat my friends like they matter. when i take the 26 west down i’m not spending it thinking about myself, because i care about more than the person i care the most about. life is about love in any form you can get it, it’s about anything you can value enough to keep you going. i can see that she’s struggling to get that from anyone so she’s latched onto you, with emails and document chat histories, insulting you by insulting me, criticizing you for living your life the way you want to. i’m so glad it doesn’t mean anything to you. but i’m scared of the fact that it did at some point. cause everything i claim to control controls me more than you could ever guess, and i’ve tried and i’ve tried and i’ve bled and i’ve bled and eventually i’ll find it in me to fly further than my fear of death, to avoid giving you less than i have in the past. but if all goes to plan i’ll be gone before you can criticize my acts, and you’ll be left again to deal with the pain of death as if overcoming my fear of it would only work to confirm yours. my flower that doesn’t exist your tower as i try not to tip with no defence ooooooh do you see me ooooooh are we at risk, your mother’s pleas with doubt i’ll cross my fingers writing these lines hoping they hold your heart tight enough to make you stay for the memories you know that we made

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the last ones. lp1 will have contain no acoustic guitars

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released January 27, 2023

Aakaash Rohra - guitar/vocals/trumpet
Liam Huynh - vocals
Valentina Gheorghe - vocals
Recorded by Aakaash Rohra, Liam Huynh, Valentina Gheorghe
Mixed, mastered by Aakaash Rohra
Cover photo by Brian Nguyen
Cover art by Aakaash Rohra

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rice and pork Toronto, Ontario

1. season and tenderize your pork
2. in three containers prepare and season: flour, beaten eggs and little bit of oil, dry panko
3. dip your pork in the flour, then the eggs, then the panko
4. fry in hot oil (around 340 F), 1 minute on each side
5. dry on a wire rack
6. serve with plain rice

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