Super Trippy and Relaxing Music Video -- Spoken Word -- ASMR -- I See u Thank Me -- Bella is a Beast

Music and video by Bella is a Beast.

Bella is a homeless artist and one of the founders of Loose Human.

She could use a cup of coffee and would damn sure love a gluten-free donut.

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Lyrics

I go out, bubbling
effervescent happy
and rip my way into the void
shrieking

I sink my claws and
plant my seeds
I’m laughing
tears

And tearing
lids off cans of
earworms writhing

I keep this box shut
Tight
I see you thank me
on napkins and bags
and billboards

and Clouds that are especially
white

I see you hovering
some of them
shuddering

No one wants to see
a woman angry
and crying
unless they’re paying
or paid for it

I drop my bombs of acid
bitter but bubbling
with bright pink
glittering
gold spotshots
dripping

Until the timer beeps
and drake tells me with
mallard wollups
that the champagne time has long
past popping

I’m here for the game
The one you don’t see
The tick tock trusting that
Keeps this whole cross rocking
The structure on which your freedom
Resides

Not all webs are woven from deceit
And there is a truth
That you don’t want to see

But trust me

The time for stagnation
...

Has never been Time.

There’s a bomb beneath the table.
It’s called apathy and paralysis. And it’s ticking. And if you don’t dismantle them
You are set to explode

I go out bubbling,
Streaming my effervescent happiness
And that’s a truth that you don’t see

I’m here for the game
And in this game
I tear through the void
shrieking
And I bear my claws and
Drop my seeds

I stem the flow
and save the dam
to keep you who feel so uncomfortable
with these barbs and daggers
from having to explode.

I see you thank me.

On napkins. And bags. And billboards. and bodies

that I find on the road

And if I pull any of You
in two directions or more
then know

I fly into the void wearing the
effervescent cloak of
happy
like a cape of vibrant plasma
that is fed up from my bones
and wells out of my skin

and I can tell you a quadrillion things
I love about this world, if you let me
But this isn’t the time
And that’s not what the game needs
From me

And so I shriek
and fly screaming
and bear my claws
and shed my skin

and I drop my seeds
and they sprout like
friends and enemies
and sweat rolls down like
blood from them

and if you never understand it
after you’ve seen almost everything,
then understand, those seeds were never
meant to sprout in your spirit
or bloom from your sin
but I spread them for you
I flew out there for you
I created those for you.

For you.

and them.