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From the pit LP

by Hurty eldeen

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huzofan
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huzofan I love this album, feldup is one of my favourite artist 👍
Charlot - 2
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Charlot - 2 Probably one of my favourite album. I wish more people would listen to what you did. Favorite track: LETTER 5.
zeke28
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zeke28 this is some good stuff! wish more people knew about it, and hope you're doing well <3 Favorite track: USED TO IT.
thekhiioshot
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thekhiioshot Super album d'un artiste sincère dans sa musique... Favorite track: KETTER.
Lou Olsson
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Lou Olsson this is my album of the year, from one mentally ill addict to another, I want to tell you I love you and your music is fucking amazing 🖤 Favorite track: FALLEN TEETH / CAPTAIN, TAKE CARE.
Alicia Tolby
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Alicia Tolby Even deeper than the bottom of the hole. Six feet under. This album is a terrified trip in a rotting hell. Dizzy and overwhelming. Beware where you step and where you put your ears. Fortunately, fire and recovery are also part of the journey. I also like "Parking Lot", which sounds like a burning satellite entering the atmosphere. And "Letter 5" which brings us back in touch with the Hurty we first met in the Street Sitting LP. Definitely, this comet deserves more appreciation and sharing. Favorite track: THEY ARE RISING.
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1.
KETTER 03:21
(only track where the lyrics have no fucking point) I fell in your arms Little liquid, little sting That's in my brain How could it be... Could it be... No saturation Saturate me Make me a bitch Make me something That's just grimy That shit's so grimy Push the juice inside your arms That's a game you lose No matter what I'm trashed I'm trashed Yeah I'm trashed Yeah I'm trashed See you in the next life See you in the next life See you in the next life See you in the next life Ketter... Ketter... Ketter... Ketter... I'm trying to catch you You run too fast I'm trying to catch you You run too fast Catch it before it sinks Catch it before it sinks Catch it before it sinks Catch it before it sinks KETTER make it bad KETTER make it back KETTER make it back KETTER KETTER That's how we... Created your children, god. You're not ready for the future, are you ? Cause I'm not ready too. Call mephistopheles That's the end. KETTER make it bad KETTER make it back KETTER make it back KETTER KETTER KETTER make it bad KETTER make it back KETTER make it back KETTER KETTER I'm so sorry nietzsche
2.
FLYING HEADS 02:11
Tomorrow’s right now Stop running away Rippin my wings out Until I’m okay Do you remember when I Was Movin in your insides Cheap sex and sad films I fell in the biggest lie The pain will cease The pain will ease Lookin for peace in this messy Pile of fake pieces LSD in my head all day Don’t tell me no shit I’m okay Alone with my sins Away from the city God is dead and they killed him Cloudy head, sorry nietzsche Do you like watchin me fall ? Still waiting for your calls This is for the people who sleep Next to all their fallen teeth This is for the people too cold To feel their frozen feet I will not try to die I will lie when I smile There is cocaine on the backseat man Hide it so they don’t think we’re insane What are we gonna say to the kids ? Wash the sticky shit that’s in your veins. When the street sitting LP was released I had dreams still and it was an exit From this shitty life I’ve been trying to quit Sorry when you’re in hell you can’t come back Sleeping in urine and not gettin out Let me slit your wrists so I can warm myself With your hot blood filled with drugs and percocets What are we gonna say to the kids ? What are we gonna say to the kids ? What are we gonna say to the kids ? What are we gonna say to the kids ? At least we tried ?
3.
HEROIN SHOT 02:15
Imma do it the HAAAAARD WAY No heroin Imma do it the HAAAAARD WAY No heroin Stuck in my head You're all I think about I'm laying instead Of getting out I need to quit this Yeah, it's eating me from the inside Yeah, I need to quit this It's eating me from the inside Crawling leeches Suckin the poison they can find My arms are rottin I need to quit this But rehab's fuckin' Rehab's fuckin' expensive yeah Imma do it the HAAAAARD WAY No heroin Imma do it the HAAAAARD WAY No heroin Imma do it the HAAAAARD WAY No heroin Imma do it the HAAAAARD WAY No heroin [Beat switch] Look at that, how I feel down Alma must be very proud... That's my fall, do you like what you see ? You sick fuck, enjoying the death of a junky But I understand you know It's entertaining you know It's funny to see you know Look at him he's dying you know Stroking a dead rat with my bare hands Corpses with serringes in their veins Let me be this fucking waste I've always been You won't wake up from this dream... you won't wake up from this dream... Cuz I'mma do it the hard way Locked in the room, strapped to a chair Hard way... I need to quit this I need to quit this
4.
BREAF 02:40
Hey my name is hurty I'm trying to make it In an industry that hates me Going up, going down Heroin feels better When it's taken underground Just wait 'till I become a memory You know, I never went over it I guess there's nothin' left to do. I guess some people hate me more than I do I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I lost everything now turn the lights off I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I will never be able to sort this stuff I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I lost everything now turn the lights off I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I will never be able to sort this stu-tuff.. I've just finished my only meal It's been months since I've eaten any meat I'm not on drugs yet yeah I'm trying to quit it but I can't... yeah I've been sleepin' in the trash cans I find I may have slept in yours one time I don't know, I don't count Except when it comes to money I count every cent, life ain't free I guess labels didn't listen We shape music but they shape us The heroin I've taken, the food I've eaten They don't fit there line up, but I hope Someday we will shape a new wave Stop trying to fit in, stop tryna be slaves Maybe we'll create sounds so vile They could only hate it We're the new punk We don't need them ! Until we'll be bought by corporate fucks Dollars are sad art locks Months ago, I was all ready To become a musician To pay my mom a house she deserved To pay for all the people I've wronges But life's expensive, I can't do it with these songs Yeah, I'm too weird, I'm too violent, too edgy I'm a teenager from the mind to the body Am I worth the investment ? Am I worth it ? I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I lost everything now turn the lights off I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I will never be able to sort this stuff I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I lost everything now turn the lights off I'm a man with nothing to lose anymore I will never be able to sort this stu-tuff..
5.
PARKING LOT 01:42
[weird stuff]
6.
COLD CHICK 02:41
Black pills, Black sleeves I’m in Your sick Spiders Larvas Flour Flower Roses Black spines White veins Blue sky Hot drink Rusty Throatfuck Hungry Seringes Oranges Bloody lips Rusty cheeks Green pussy Throbbing dick Bloody lung Black and sick Guts falling Appalling They dancin Devil sings Flying heads From the pit And it bled From the pit Some questions No answers Bloody rush Bloody pulse White green shins Purple skin They askin Listenin They comin To get me I’m going To the pit From the pit i hear them From the pit Same again From the pit Not insane I promise Not insane From the pit Black pills, Black sleeves I’m in Your sick Spiders Larvas Flour Flower Roses Black spines White veins Blue sky Hot drink Rusty Throatfuck Hungry Come to me Come pick me Strangle me Strangle me I miss you You sick bitch You ruined me You ruined me Demons on The ceiling Vibrating Directions The screaming Deafening Increasing Red blue green There’s vomit I’m screaming I’m shaking Intense pain Cold hot wet Cold hot sweat Go away It won’t go I’m dying I won’t know I’m dying Bang my head Hard enough Til I’m dead I’m screaming It won’t go Not stopping I don’t know I’m dying Cold turkey Cold turkey Morphing hands There’s no end There’s no end THERE'S NO END Black pills, Black sleeves I’m in Your sick Spiders Larvas Flour Flower Roses Black spines White veins Blue sky Hot drink Rusty Throatfuck Hungry
7.
Through the skulls of the poor Being smashed on the floor Bones black blood on your feet Jacking of like a dog Your eyes move everywhere Looking for approval The crowd claps you and cheers And now you want to run But the bars Open in an hour They’ll rise up They’ll rise up They are risin They are risin up Hide Sucking the nasty milk From the red devil’s tits We’ll make you eat concrete Get away from that street Being swallowed, sucked in Are you scared of this shit ? They’re lyin, they’re lyin You are not scared of this They’ll rise up They’ll rise up They are risin They are risin up Hide Seven meters of height Corpses packed up in piles Puttin fire to bastards Spitting on the cowards « I know a way to hell » Said the man painted black « Satan is hiding in plain sight » Follow the fucking line They’ll rise up They’ll rise up They are risin They are risin up Hide
8.
USED TO IT 03:07
Puke blood, lick it The floor, this shit It’s not worth it Ain’t it Heroin acid Your bod flacid They all got rid Of it Bloody fingers Body heater Only bitter Horrid Flat life, flat line No point, futile Living device Walkin Put it, this nail Just to feel pain I’m lame, I’m dead Sorry Make me your bitch If I was rich I would still be Fallin Why is this shit Spinnin spinnin Spittin sticky Poison Oh you get used to it Oh you get used to it Smash it hammer The axe murder This went over Your head Slow drive, inside Red teeth, slow gasp Twitchin, apart All red Gray bed, grey leaves City concrete I kill this bitch Right there This kid, grey face Mirror reflect Last thing I hate Away I breathe fire Can’t get higher The sky, liar Invade Black scream red eye Covered in lime Figuring out Secrets Stuck in the dread Escape the dread Before the dread Gets you Oh you get used to it Oh you get used to it Oh you get used to it Oh you get used to it Rape me, money Falling black tears Black pills, hard dicks Help me Needle, hurty Make me something I’m stuck, I’m sick Of it Drowning, screaming Oxy, lacking Let me, let me In here Rip my ribs out Eat my insides I’m stuck right now The tape rewind Clapping my ass I’m petrified Needles, I smash My eyes, my eyes No sky, no past No time, right now Stop that, it’s time Rewind rewind I want to die I need to die Please kill me now I’ll never get Out Oh you get used to it Oh you get used to it Oh you get used to it Oh you get used to it
9.
SPIKE BREAK 02:31
Stop tryin to forget who I am I can break doors, you can only slam I can kill whoever I want to Don’t fucking let the next one be you I’m hidin in all the food you eat In all the grey titans of concrete I have the key to open your door I can break you from the fucking core Tell you grim stories of broken bones I can call you I’m inside your phone Spike Spike Break Break your Spine Spine Spine Spine Why are you scared of the fuckin truth I can see you from the top of the roof Cuz I know where you live Yeah I know where you live Spike Spike Break Break your Spine Spine Spine Spine All it takes for someone to fall off Is just a little tap a quick push I’m outside, please don’t let me break though I’m not mad I just want to see you See you when you break down in hot tears Tear your limbs apart if you die here Fuck you if you’re driving me crazy The thoughts in my head are so hazy Spike Spike Break Break your Spine Spine Spine Spine
10.
[ambient stuff]
11.
Rip appart your ribs Surrender to the divine Bite your upper lip My blood is your next wine Drink the purple juice Tie your fucking noose That’s a game you’ll lose Drink the purple juice You belong to me You belong to me You belong to me You belong to me I feel the dagger to the spine [switch] It's not a room, it's a basement, maybe some sort of old military place where, you know, people come to buy, sell and take drugs. The most important part of this place is the C room. It's a place where people pay to get some heroin or some meth. and then they can shoot it off in a large room where there are, I guess, 2 or 3 tripsitters. Many people die there, since the heroin sometimes isn't the purest, there once was some krokodile, I think. Some overdose, some kill themselves, and some just... They just... Die... The dead people do not get a proper burial, they don't even get to be thrown in a river. The members of the C room just throw the corpses in a gigantic room. It stinks, it's a dark, almost never lit place where corpses rot. A gigantic pile of human bodies, all filled with larvas, worms and just a soup of organs liquified by time. It's a terrifying sight. I once looked at it with lights on. There were bodies with green, purple, red and grey smudges splattered around, incomplete limbs rotting and being eaten by flies and worms. So much rats and so much bones. Dried blood on the floor and a smell that's impossible to describe. However their faces were what got me the most. Just a frightning expression of inevitable dread and uncontrollable sadness and calmness. When I saw that, I was just waiting for my turn in the C room which I had been sleeping next to in the exchange of trying to tripsit twice a week. When I saw that, I was going ot take another shot of heroin. When I saw that, I flashed. I flashed on the floor. I flashed everywhere, disgusted, terrified, depressed, suicidal and trying not to die from a panic attack. Then I turned back, went next to the C room, having not been able to even feel fresh air for weeks. I got the heroin, shot it into my veins like nothing happened and nearly died in a bad trip. I knew, just right after getting out of this trip, that I needed to quit. I locked myself in a room for 2 weeks. "The hard way" as they call it. People fed me little to nothing, gave me something to drink but I was just locked, in a constantly lit room. Voices yelling in my head, stronger and stronger. Always screaming, I was crying, my skin was white and filled with holes. Just like a turkey. A cold turkey. I was completely broken. I still have nightmares of this experience, I often wake up in the middle of the night, shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking, SHAKING. Just shaking and crying and hearing voices screaming at me, telling me satanic stuff and then I cry and cry and scream and eventually get up to take something to ease me. Weed, alcohol or ecstasy. I don't know how I could live without this shit. A few days after I left. Messages I was getting almost everytime stopped being sent. Everything stopped. I turned on the news, and watched with disbelief something that destroyed me. The entire basement was burning and nothing would ever be found inside except burnt people. Nothing will ever be known about the people who took drugs here. People will just be dumbfounded when they will found dozens of corpses buried in the ground, all lying there, with smiles on their faces, a smile that was left out just because it was the last thing a body could tell to us about this shit we had just lived : the last thing our body could do. It was to smile, smile at this absolutely absurd comedy. We just couldn't stop but laugh at this complete and utter failure our lives had become Just a gigantic failure I wish someone had escaped the fire
12.
13.
LETTER 5 03:09
It’s almost five It’s cold outside I shake, I just need to write Like the good old times So many things to get off my chest But there’s no fucking time left I just had this peaceful flashback She playing myazaki inside On the school’s piano And I guess time froze Castle in the sky slowly caressing my ears The nostalgia in the notes, the soft melody I was pushed into sleep Slowly put uncounscious And then the memory Deforms into the blur I can’t stop thinking about it I don’t know why I’m just crying She hated me like all kids did But she gave me this simple gift That would turn out to be The greatest gift anyone ever gave me A glimpse of hope in the daily atrocities I was not really clean Heroin on the backseat And I would sting myself Just to find an escape Cocaine and suicidal mood Cobain’s shotgun, misunderstood And the blood on my pyjamas Was becoming maroon Pray to god that some of the scars Are gonna heal soon And when the sun was getting down Somehow I knew it was time I was getting into its arms And lines were slowly drawn on mine And the street was swallowing me And I didn’t notice And then when the piano gently began to sing it hit me please just pray for me I swear it’s not selfish Still into molly I couldn’t stop it I can still hear the screams of the pit The lifeless corpses packed up in piles There’s a gloomy irony to it The bodys pierced up by the larvas Worms inside their heads Can’t escape the dread It’s frightening in the end What heroin did to our brain All we needed was some love But people were afraid The polaroids of the past Now just a void, sad and black The seven I gave Made them run away I can comprehend Still hard to listen I swear that things will get better I hope you trust this letter I won’t say see you later Don’t think it’s gonna happen cuz now I have to run again So many things I have to say But please believe Please believe me when I say That one day, at last We'll be together

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I got addicted to heroin again.

It took me months to get out of it after going cold turkey for two weeks.
This was made during those hard times.
It's a collage of tape recordings, field recordings, tape loops, phone recordings and it was assembled in a few days.
It's not perfect, it's rough and unfiltered and pretty terrifying at times.
This is the sound of my heroin addiction and my lack of budget

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released September 4, 2019

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