12/13/2023 Click here for Spotify, Apple Music, or Youtube. “Cosmic Luve Brownies” is my 65th official release. This song is “light and airy” hip-hop with a pleasing tone. The song is a response to Taylor Swift’s “Lover” album. The beat is by Tantu and was used because I feel like it is Taylor Swift's style and I wanted to try and emulate her, but in rap. I bite Taylor Swift’s style, out of love of course. You can easily hear the similarities between this song and Taylor song “paper rings.” The song was self-recorded but produced by Sam Peters and La Luna while the cover art was made by ArtworkGang from Fiverr
I talk about this blog post and other updates in the latest Sunday update here:
Taylor is a cosmic luve which means there are semantic reflections in our work that create a series of coincidences that seem to be a communication from Gaia. If you wanna see me explain what that would look like, check out the Cosmic Luve Oct 2022 - Folklore post. I see Taylor and I as besties. The love is philia, and I hope to be friends someday.
It hasn’t been all sunshine and roses. I used to not be able to explain all the coincidences and semantics (form the Cosmic Luve log) and it made me very angry when I was mentally ill. In my throes of schizophrenia, I got really angry at Ms. Swift for no reason. I thought Taylor was “controlling my eugenics” or keeping girls from me. It was kinda one of those things where you’re sick so you destroy what you love. I was off my medication and mean but it will never happen again, and hasn’t since 2019. This is my apology to Ms. Swift, encapsulated in a song, while hopefully making her laugh and feel good. It’s a dicey past that I’d rather forget and hope she forgives me and we can laugh about as friends one day. That’s all I’ll say.
Lyrics:
Look
If it was ever a question
I did it cuz I love you
I like simple things, but I'd complicate your everything
Oh yeah, get real, baby, you're the one I haunt
And I hate sacraments except when we go get into it
Oh yeah, get real
Baby, you're the one I haunt
All simple things, on bedroom frames, on dreary days
Oh yeah, you're the one I haunt
All simple things, on bedroom frames, on dreary days
Oh yeah, you're the one I haunt
I got Saturn watch’n over you
Cuz you’re a supernova girl
A starry night that rock my world
Vangoe if you sang the words
Oh yeah, gimme that nookie
Come on girl, I really want you to push me
Over the edge, and into the cushy
Rough love you give that makes me lucky
You saved this seat for me, does that mean we’re lovers?
If she grabbed me by the knee does that still mean it doesn’t?
Cuz I like simple things, but I'd complicate your everything
Oh yeah, get real, baby, you're the one I haunt
And I hate sacraments except when we go get into it
Oh yeah, get real
Baby, you're the one I haunt
All simple things, on bedroom frames, on dreary days
Oh yeah, you're the one I haunt
All simple things, on bedroom frames, on dreary days
Oh yeah, you're the one I haunt
I’d hit you like that vape juice
Infuse you with great grove
From interstellar baked goods
Like eat the stars they’d taste good
Like Little Debbie Cosmic Luve brownies
I like what it does when you frown for me
Cuz I wanna turn it round, up side down
And make you queen with paper crowns
Gaylord, gaylord
Here’s rings that’s made of paper
Cuz I like simple things, but I'd complicate your everything
Oh yeah, get real, baby, you're the one I haunt
And I hate sacraments except when we go get into it
Oh yeah, get real
Baby, you're the one I haunt
I don’t want bad blood, but for you I’d put up a fight
Would you do the same for me, and do what is right?
There’s what I’d do for you, and then there what’s required
I’d suck a fart out ya ass, but only need to give you the Heimlich
You know that straw man hypothesis
You fill’em with the opposite
And pick apart the topic quick
When opposing the love we give
Don’t let’um distract, Or misrepresent the facts
put it in your craft, be the antithesis to bad cuz
I like simple things, but I'd complicate your everything
Oh yeah, get real
Baby, you're the one I haunt
And I hate sacraments except when we go get into it
Oh yeah, get real
Baby, you're the one I haunt
All simple things, on bedroom frames, on dreary days
Oh yeah, you're the one I haunt
All simple things, on bedroom frames, on dreary days
Oh yeah, you're the one I haunt