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Benadryl Nightmares

by Saberlike

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1.
Crunk Coupe 05:05
2.
Down 00:01
3.
Last Circle 06:06
4.
Cross Shake 00:28
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Jay's Tormb 01:32
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Perfect Acid 03:34
8.
Bounty Land 05:27
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Done Man 01:07
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Easter 00:03
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Greatest 00:06
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Calling 02:04
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Alexa 00:01
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Der Wheel 04:16
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Gone Man 00:03
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about

Little Chimmy had always been such a good little boy. He lived with his mother, a single mom, in the suburbs of Tibet. He never had many friends, the other kids at school always teased him for being too eccentric (though he didn't think he was any bit eccentric at all). On this particular day, his peers had been particularly mean to him. It was all too much for him. He ran home after school, ready for the warm embrace of his mother to calm his tears. But when he burst through the door, he found his home empty. "Mother must be out cavorting with her side piece again", he thought aloud to himself. Still seeking comfort, he decided to rummage through mother's medicine sac. His eyes stopped upon a big bottle full of little pink pills. These intrigued him, all the rest of mother's pills were a boring shade of white. He checked out the window. No sign of mother's auto in the driveway. He poured himself a handful of the intriguing pink pills and swallowed them down without chewing them. He grabbed mother's old iPod shuffle, put on her headphones, laid down on his bed, hit play, and closed his eyes.

At first, everything was as normal, but slowly, he felt a beautiful numbness spread throughout his body. He could no longer keep his thoughts straight as the music swirled around him into unfamiliar shapes. "This is all so very exciting", he thought, or perhaps said (it was hard to tell between the music and the haze). He felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into his bed, the soft sheets turning into anxiety. This isn't what he wanted. The music burned hellaciously into his eardrums, familiar songs twisting in upon themselves and each other. He wanted to get off this ride, but there was no slowing down now. As he cried, a figure appeared before him, slithering out of the shadows. A great demon, monstrously pink like the evil little pills, spidery legs appearing and disappearing all across its tortured skin. Chimmy wanted to scream, but he couldn't. The figure towered above him, hovering just above his face. It took a deep breath, and bellowed a deep, throaty bellow. "PILLS ARE NOT TOYS, PLEASE ONLY USE THEM AS DIRECTED. IF YOU OR A LOVED ONE SUFFERS FROM AN ADDICTION TO MEDICINE, BE IT PRESCRIPTION OR OVER THE COUNTER, PLEASE GET HELP. TELL A FRIEND OR LOVED ONE YOU TRUST. THERE IS NO SHAME OR CONDEMNATION, JUST PEOPLE WHO CARE ABOUT YOU AND WANT THE BEST FOR YOU. THIS MUSIC IS IN NO WAY SPONSORED OR ENDORSED BY THE FINE PEOPLE AT JOHNSON & JOHNSON, WHO I’M SURE WOULD ALSO ENCOURAGE YOU TO ONLY USE THEIR PRODUCTS AS DIRECTED.”

Chimmy woke up. He had no idea what time it was, but he knew he had forgotten much of the past hours. Mother’s iPod shuffle was still playing, the music no longer feeling so sinister and twisted. He ran to the front room. It was dark outside, and mother’s car sat still in the driveway. He could hear her snoring in her room. He went back to his bed, trying desperately to fall back asleep, the words of that foul beast echoing in his mind. This was an evening he would not soon forget.

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released October 31, 2019

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Saberlike New York

Saberlike is a fusion of progressive rock, hyperpop, 80s synth, and 90s video game soundtracks. Do not try to resist, hyperprog is the "music" of the "future".

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