Blind (7:15)
2021, archival pigment print, artist frame, 60" × 75"
2021, archival pigment print, artist frame, 60" × 75"
A bank building. A courthouse. The fifth childhood house. A first capital. A white rose met with a gun.
HINGE GUN SPLIFF
Wish I could say it was nothing
And we'll sort it out when you're home
But I'm almost sure this is something
That I have to feel on my own
Wish I could say it was nothing
And we'll sort it out when you're home
But I'm almost sure this is something
That I have to feel on my own
pressing hearts into ash
You are dripping from the ceiling
And making a big mess
Oh how could I forget
That good things come in colors and lovers
And darkness among us
You are dripping from the ceiling
And making a big mess
Oh how could I forget
That good things come in colors and lovers
And darkness among us
Double Devil
All of my time here,
it's just a nightmare
Heaven had a chance,
I think that God's scared
Death's on my side now, switchblade got iced out
I'll tear my way out,
I'll drown myself out
All of my time here,
it's just a nightmare
Heaven had a chance,
I think that God's scared
Death's on my side now, switchblade got iced out
I'll tear my way out,
I'll drown myself out
