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Memo
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Memo was released on March 30, 2017 by Wasteland as a part of the album Arrhythmia
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Release DateMarch 30, 2017
LabelWasteland
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM113

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gabriel Aldana
Gabriel Aldana
Vocals
DJ Kemtrell
DJ Kemtrell
Turntables
Joseph Alston
Joseph Alston
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Aldana
Gabriel Aldana
Songwriter
Joseph Alston
Joseph Alston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Edgar Isreal
Edgar Isreal
Producer
Mr. Ridley
Mr. Ridley
Producer
Trust One
Trust One
Mixing Engineer
Deeskee
Deeskee
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Turn of events plague the saturated mind
The devil is the face that encompasses time
Erupting into shards, bat to the mirror
Lasso effect if sensations get near ya
Open up the eyes, close off to the lies
Get lost in order to search the inside
Billboard challenges force the unbalance to happen
They multiply while we are stagnant
It's hard to see the magic when the curtain never moves
A deep rest ignites the interstellar grooves
Capitalize on opportunity door-knocks
Twist the door knob and enter into a sure-shot
Assimilate the target of the far-fetched artist
Pardoned into darkness, the heart is unhardened
Released from the vessel that's surrounded in carbon
Then mixed in the arsenic component jargon
With Kaus, the effect, now we're off to inject
Till we're tossed in the mosh pit's varsity sect
Without support of ark, bottomless mindset
Caused the spark to fly out the meadowlark nest
There is tenderness investments in the eyes of consistent second guessing
Open the eyes for the essence
It may shine like the head on a doll out of Dresden
While Amanda Palmer gives out flowers
Yeah, and while Natalie gives a rose
Alter your anatomy, that'll be when it grows
Magic of the gathered unraveling what he knows
He's a savage and he's gradually graduating with those
Individuals whom most others consider pros
With the veterans and lettermans, better men I suppose
They won't let us in the medicine, Edison would have froze
If he'd seen the light bulb in the head I'm in, I suppose
But it really goes, back to the same scene
The same thing that led this man to the same dream
We aim things and shoot for the stars on a mission
Listen to the pick in the guitar's intermission
We're fishing for an answer, enlightened in our vision
We wish away the cancer and fight in our condition
Enlist in a pattern of never using a word
And insist on a fusion of logical and absurd
Written by: Gabriel Aldana, Joseph Alston
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