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A little stoned a little hungry

by Temo Molina

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Sick dawg 03:14
in the sayan form, wish we could restore I hope you'll let it slide if I can show you why things can be that simple short and sweet for us to start keep up but please don't break a sick dawg groove... I'm I just moving way too slow I might need some space to grow
Moogie on 03:38
I’m so sorry to let go, got feelings lined up in a row Gut tells me to withdraw, and leave it all behind I never wanted, I’ll keep it rolling, lust turns to fear Love and devotion A mixed up little potion I'm swimming in an ocean... This very moment across the sky worth More than money, a little stoned a little hungry No fucks given, better off not knowing I'm I winning or losing... No intent, I’m roaming in a lovely high Laying down it creeps on in the lovely sky
soft hair, red sky, dark moon, up high climb up fall down move slow with peace and love the dessert sun rising over, easy doll there is enough for losing all my sense tonight a cactus scape, now outta sight
Broadway 02:59
Hit and run, don't care to see, how it all, came to be We keep our eyes closed, don't cry babe, I'll be true, true to my heart. Knowing me, id pretend to be, self composed and ruthless, they say it's tough love that gets you through, the day to day bullshit, a fever pounding headache
Holyday 02:20
From my soul to my brain dealing with the strangest of times, peyote and shrooms, peyote in a locked room Stuck in space and time... Awake at four am I see a holy star coming towards me, a lucid dream Laying beneath the trees I feel a breeze come on and lift me up above the rainbows
Spitting flows underneath a bridge, brittle state of mind, trolling hard with a leprechaun, we find a baited line, Season up my cold dinner, mix it up a light drizzle, dreams all fizzled out, a long disappointing drought Stay on the flow, down a riverbed we melt and mold, circulate the love through distracted with the first view Inside out, we shotgun down Burn then swerve, straight losing pounds Stuck inside you, tiny bits of brain carve through Dribble down, eyes shut, a clenched fist, a tight rope, a sore throat, a swollen lip, a narrow lane to pass through
Hard Skin 03:22
Just maybe if I keep things moving, my love will flows, no time for losing My baby, if I hold you tight babe, will you let me in, feed the night some New love, let's keep it all moving, a luscious act, no way I'm losing My baby…..
No one know what's going on In need of love i won't be long In place of you only heaven would do Back and forth we keep coming back for more although I know things won't change anymore I'm down with your brutal honesty a second to look back call and let it go, free up my troubled mind I can't keep running forward without, keeping time, sweet love my baby Pen to paper, quickly lay it down No room for error, peace in every sound
Withdrawals 03:29
Feeding our souls with sounds of clouds pouring out Emotions burn like moth to flames Disappear within the Tao Feeding our souls with sounds of clouds pouring out The possibility to see a glimpse into the now Riding through a wave of love, the sun beats down, the moon comes up, I slip and fall you help me up, you carry on when times get tough, empathy can sometimes bring a new found reason for all good things, All good things eventually pass us by but memories keep, a catalog of lessons learned, a child like mind so malleable, a steel cold heart you can't pierce through, a third eye stuck on wanting more, dispel those thoughts when raising cain, wash away the tears of pain, empathy for sympathy, entity so desperately


released November 3, 2017


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Temo Molina Santa Ana, California

My name is Cuauhtemoc Almada Molina. I was born and raised in Santa Ana California. I first picked up the guitar when I was 13 years old. My dad had an acoustic guitar lying around the house so I conveniently learned how to write on that. Although, my first instrument of choice at the time was drums. Since then I’ve increasingly become more obsessed with writing and producing my own music. ... more

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