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Tornado Spin

by Alterations

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she want a pop tart
Fist get the car park /
Never mind the pop part/
I make my own art/
Board might be water logged/
Look whose login in/
Oxygen without the gin/
My mind it starts to spin
My teams about to win/
good people in my life/
And I’m thankful for them/
Community of broken hearts/
The needle starts to hem/
I was just a guest
shooting hoops at the gym
Been a minute tried my best
Still got to sink a few/
Listening to mischief brew/
Im perfect with imperfections
Took me a year or two to find my new directions/
Recollection of past lives
In essence
I found my
A new connection/
To the god head/
She gave me god head/
Wholesome and I’m molten/
Golden mic stolen/
Kick push Steady motion/
Awkward semicolon/
My bones are made of twigs
My mind is like an arsonist/
A flaming black fist/
Held high to the sky/
Like why even try/
Release a large sigh
Like eat and bread fry I
I’d rather die my hair than
to just up and die
and duh she got cakes but I want the whole pie
you can see the flame is burning in my eye tattoo on her leg and I’m touching her thigh
Sit and cry wit me listening to Whitney
Like who the fuck is Whitney/
I’m more ray barbee
Then I’m barbee Brittney
My kisses they
Make her slippery/
Black t swift
Talkin bout my exes like they do
Not give a shit
Talkin bout
My
Actions and I’m
Owning up to
It
That’s quiet a lot To say
You can call it vomit spit/
I live in darkness while every bodies lit
Everybody’s

It seems like everything I write is a formula/
As much as I’d like to text you
I must protect my heart by pretending to neglect you

Never been to New York I don’t got no crew cut
Embrace reality it’s sort of like a new drug
Got a blue do rag it’s sort of like a head hug
I feel like my brain sort of like a huge nug
Once I smoke Salvia world was a blue rug
Tension in my leg need shorty in some keds
No face no case forget about the feds
Seawater salty and still growing dreads
Need a bitch to exult me a much more than artsy
Label me a dork one more time I’ll start barking
The gasoline I’m sparking comes from synapsis it’s not about a weed sack
Lay back up in the Hamic like I did a lay back like oh my God dammit Janet
I just want my brain back

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released July 3, 2023

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Alterations Seattle, Washington

Alterations is the alias of Seattle-based musician, wordsmith, & multimedia artist Aleron Kelley. Influenced by the freedom of skateboarding, the energy of universal rhythm, and the boundlessness of hip hop, his music is constantly evolving towards new forms of possibility & being.
Alterations is here to expand the vision of himself and anyone who'd like to listen alongside him
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