Daishi - Calamansi Pie【original song】 скачать в хорошем качестве

Daishi - Calamansi Pie【original song】

This was supposed to be released on Pi Day but I got held up :( I may have been gone for 7 months, but I have an album ready to drop within next month. Stay tuned for it, but for now enjoy this single Original dedicated to the most beautiful girl I've had the pleasure to continue loving. CALAMANSI PIE Composition, Arrangement, Lyrics, Vocals, Mixing: Daishi Art: solusyard @FB/Instagram/Twitter/Tumblr/TikTok LYRICS: V1 Never been much of a surmisable elegy A flippant menagerie of Ersatz Reveries Melodies of the withering Peonies Dulled and nonvibrant to the point of blending consistencies Bitter sweet cream with a tinge of rapture Irravocable lovable regret baked into graham Yet in heat transformation, mistakes turned great by Maillard reaction PC1 I've never been fond of the sharp citrus on my tounge A Cobalt Knife split to invite the Crimson Pests shouldn't be entertained in the court But baby you gave me that verdict and who am I to judge? My portrait gouache always blended over, touched up to a lacking dividend If the world's sum is 42, then mine is 10-31-07 C1 You're still here But I can't hear your future anymore Don't even know when you go out Up Town Or how your hands might've held me now Is it wrong to say I still feel your safety net Oh baby it's not the memories that got me trapped It's that bitter piercing tastant binded to my synapse That slice of calamansi pie V2 To be loved is to be changed Biological binary into convoluted wiring Lost intricacies lost sensibilities interwoven inexplicably meticulously Countless days, countless nights Loving your rosy life Planting that rose in a garden I thought I'd never find Lost it again but as the sun rises My feet find holding in the drag path littered Evidence C2 I know I will never cross that river again Any way back to December, will be carrying a world past November But does it matter the hound I was? It doesn't retract the canid evolutionary revolution The same dog, is not the same man Who'll chance at hell and eternal damnation If it means loving you Bridge Yellow Tinged Cheesy Remorse Topped with Fluffed Sweet Cream of Dreamy Love With Graham moments fulfilling the underneath. But your hands learning mine wasn't procedure dues It was but a platitude to remark of what you knew That I love you Even if I'm left with nothing of you, C3 You'll be here Even if my voice replaces your ghost's I know the counterfeited, entertained rhetorical presence of an empty space carries something real Apparitions of your things keep their own spot within my tended space of all I love. So sorry for not being strong enough to chase, only strong enough to be your safety net. So c'mon let me take a bite Even if its less than half a slice Carrying everything that makes me in that calamansi pie....