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From the 2011 EP a month project.

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call me foolish,
well, I’m desolate
casting stones upon
the highest road
interpreting seasons calling me
say you want me, then retract it
like each statement
was made to feed your calloused thoughts.
told me,
"stay with me, now, silent. I’ll be back, swear it.. for your beauty is far too potent."
watch you drain my stale air, but it’s me, the frail, fragile hare
throw myself inside fire storms, and wonder why it burns
wish you could be all I need,
denial, slow supplier
even in distance
i chant for you
mantra feed me soul,
brahman holds all knowledge
sans duplicity
where detachment cares
who abuses and excites
molecules.

i’ve known many,
wanted none,
too afraid of catapulting
remind me when I come,
your touch, it broods my fire
i could live off
morsels of sensuality
for sex is too far gone
i sing in pure thought,
those who follow, restart my pure of heart
'cuz this pain is like a final dusk

always wished you best in life,
fly feline
got you tatted on my rib cage,
these odes and holograms
are how we’ve always
communicated
seems our connection
without beds of time signature,
boom, kick, the drum does slip
told you let’s play a game
of no words
lasted 20 minutes
your energies aren’t aligned
in your confidence
i’ve had no doubts that you’re the one
& i am yours
i could write you albums
of love,
watch you press repeat
as if these were merely
for the world

see, these feverish humanoids
seek to fill voids,
our love is destiny,
from ancient times
when i was king
and you were pearl
of village
fought to steal your heart
seems the dance repeats
in modern time
romanticizing [on] who could build a better world
baby, let’s get lost tonight
for life
in eye sight.
i will keep you safe
from things which
bump&creep in silent times
for now I rest my weary eyes,
'til you open hand
songs to you before I met,
no coincidence, lady death, teach me how to sing again.

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from A Year In Words: Volume I, released April 4, 2013
Prod. Pistol (SlangCorp)

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Vida Killz San Jose

Born and raised up inside the rhythms of San Jose’s streets.

Vida works to ground themself in the understanding that there are deeply innate cycles to life.

With their unique gift of orchestrating words, they articulate this wisdom to their listeners, and shares their emotions in a way that gives a direct glimpse into their heart.
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