I Cannot See The Haters For They Took My Fucking Eyes

by Glitchtech

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about

You've all seen Zyote. How his work has grown and changed over three years of creating instrumental video game music. And then disappeared instead of releasing every 11 months.

This album is why.

Allow me to introduce you to Glitchtech: high-speed rapper with a unique voice and the musical stylings learned from formal music theory and fucking around with video game soundtracks alike. Genres spanning experimental hip hop, avant-garde sampling, rave music, alternative pop, and even jazz and prog rock. All expressed in vicious yet eloquent language.

It's a new direction for Zyote Productions. See how you take it.

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released August 26, 2016

All songs written, performed, produced, mastered, etc. by Jake Hausthor.
Guest vocals and lyrics on "Your Knife Says Heart But My Heart Says Knife" by Aubrey Lavender. Find his work at soundcloud.com/aubreylavender, I highly recommend it.
Tracks 3, 5, and 7 are explicit. Sorry mom.

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Zyote Productions Amherst, Massachusetts

I'm Zyote, also known as Aces Wild, Glitchtech, or the Thin Man depending on the album. I write electronic music with a variety of different influences and styles, for the goal of creating both good video game music and furthering what it is to be a progressive pop artist. You can find my website at zyotesmusic.wix.com/zyote
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Track Name: Tastes Like Gasoline
I’m waking
Up to a tidal wave
Crashing on the horizon and over
Me I feel the weight of the
Sea from above because the water’s rising
I hope you know, I hope you see
What your fire is doing to me
I hope one day you learn to
Care til then it tastes like gasoline

Tastes like gasoline
Tastes like gasoline
I’m drowning in your passion
Mine might set your waves ablaze (tastes like gasoline)
Run amok until we
all fall down (tastes like gasoline)

The shards of your broken heart got
launched into my own
Can’t bring myself to criticize
The places you have called a home
I cannot move, I cannot breathe
When the storm won't let me be
I cannot get my heart to
Bear the taste of gasoline

Tastes like gasoline
Tastes like gasoline
I’m drowning in your passion
Mine might set your waves ablaze (tastes like gasoline)
Run amok until we
all fall down (tastes like gasoline)

None in my heart, lost in my mind,
and I think about it all the time
Though my lungs don't think
I'd claim to know it tastes like gasoline

Tastes like gasoline
Tastes like gasoline
I’m drowning in your passion
Mine might set your waves ablaze (tastes like gasoline)
Run amok until we
all fall down (tastes like gasoline)
Track Name: Life Is A Fairy Tale (Terms And Conditions May Apply)
The butcher, the baker, the part-time Quaker
Went down to the depths of the sea to meet their maker
The butcher and the baker were swallowed awful quick
But the beast said to the Quaker “Where's the man with the candlestick?”

Jack hit the candlestick and sent himself to hell
If you're going to play your part you better play it well

I was wandering around who I really am
But when I try to catch ahold of me, it wasn’t in my plan
Can't seem to remember when we were going home
And the nightmares always keep me up and bid my soul to roam

Three little pigs, three blind mice, three bears, and mother goose
All played their parts so well that they were sent to eternal roost
The big bad wolf blew up, an international superstar
But compromised his art, his power flew away so far

Jack hit the candlestick and sent himself to hell
If you're going to play your part you better play it well

I was wandering around who I really am
But when I try to catch ahold of me, it wasn’t in my plan
Can't seem to remember when we were going home
And the nightmares always keep me up and bid my soul to roam

The stars have come out tonight, the kind of dream that makes your soul ignite
Everyone always searching for that guiding light, but at the end of the fairy tale evening that’s sick hellfires glowing, alright?
This story has never been conventional, your soul becomes electrical like a shot of adrenaline into your ventricle
Three of every animal boarding King Cole’s ark, a bedtime story leaving only whispers in the dark
And yet, the stories of heroes never get old, past when the writers got dead and cold, Jack climbs the beanstalk, nimble and bold.
The name of the game is, not always to get so rich and famous, you know how fame is, too much cash can leave you brainless
I'll admit it, I got a lot of energy, keep it where you can't see, keep it where I can't be
The kind of man I want to be when all the fans are looking at me and I can't see, but Jack and Jill can't be me

I was wandering around who I really am
But when I try to catch ahold of me, it wasn’t in my plan
Can't seem to remember when we were going home
And the nightmares always keep me up and bid my soul to roam
Track Name: Speed Demon
Lilith, flame licking lit walls like
Another motherfucker trying to bring it home to Midnight
Demons coming up out the ground around you
But break it down everyone taking it down
These verses are versus all of those who oppose
Coming with that chopper shit, making you sit, everybody knows
That the nose goes first
Making them scared so subsequent slices suck worse
Bringing it back, breaking your back, hit em with it
Tumbling sack, agony wrack, fuck a bad spit
You thinking you the hottest around but we honestly found
In a rumbling ground, rundown and ready to kill shit
Reduce you to rubble
When Glitchtech spit there's gonna be some trouble
And I'm thinking that I'm gonna be licking you pop your bubble
Check through all your friends for me, there's no double

I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me
Lock me up so nobody can fight me
If you're mad then you could try and right me
But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me
I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me
Lock me up so nobody can fight me
If you're mad then you could try and right me
But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me

Back up on the stage
I'm coming with rage, you laugh in my face
Telling me to step down and act my age
I'm gonna beat you so bad now we're on the same page
Checking you as if I was a hockey player, beat down
Making the beat loud, see now that we proud
You found that everybody hit you with a cool round
Of baskets of bullets, red staining the new ground
Step into the ring with me
I sing you see that you never be escaping
Punch you in the face, knock you outta this place
Winning the race, recognize that you working with scrapings
I'll freeze you like a nor'easter
Knock you back from a rapper into a barista
Call for my coffee, you better call me sir
Forget to be polite, I come with more than this teaser

I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me
Lock me up so nobody can fight me
If you're mad then you could try and right me
But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me
I'm a speed demon and none are quite like me
Lock me up so nobody can fight me
If you're mad then you could try and right me
But I don't give a shit, motherfuckers can bite me
Track Name: It Could Be A Murder Ballad
This could be a tale about when everything was okay
This could be a tale about when stuff worked better obey
Pride spinning out of control lock it down lose my copay
Liars set fires, pants burning up now you get no say
Hah! Get ready when I'm knocking on your door
Get down on the floor when the submachines roar, here comes the storm so
You better be warning the whole neighborhood, ensuring your dams you're expecting a flood
Life won't be boring when storing torn pages of Torahs like you should
Here comes my verbal alacrity racing at Mach 10
Chasing cars like a dog growl at me give you a bite then
I'll spin you storybooks telling you about a time when
Fearing those who are high in the pecking order, chicken
Was totally irrational like
Fat stacks of that cash defended by gats and grenades that are fractional
Made all our lives all messed up this is factual
But bringing it up to the people we meet, is that so radical?!

It could be a murder ballad
Cause it could be any one of us
We all need something stable to trust
It could be a murder ballad
Cause that's all we know
I think this town is gonna blow

Revolution number one, don't quit
Never surrender and maybe they'll be ready to split
Perseverance every day keeping the temple flame lit
Don't be afraid to speak up maybe come back and flame spit
Revolution number two, be you
Everybody gonna try and take it away be true
Don't you dare let em make your name just letters it's too rude
Try to be more than your analytics you’re not see-through
Revolution number three, get educated
Don't go to college to just ignore knowledge, your ego’s inflated
Know exactly what you're doing and why they are fated
To hate you, why you fight to keep alive and you might not get jaded
Revolution number four, show off like a cadenza
Like a virtuoso you're gonna be a champ so catch em like influenza
And even if you’re not relevant today like good old Nikola Tesla
Maybe try to be just a little bit more than a flash in the pan, nope, Chuck Testa

It could be a murder ballad
Cause it could be any one of us
We all need something stable to trust
It could be a murder ballad
Cause that's all we know
I think this town is gonna blow

Better keep eyes on the railroads with everything you got
I'm mad and I'm coming air friction making me too hot
Fictional diction is indeterminate but fools wrought
Proper grammatical nonsense I'm feeling all rule fought
My anger will block out the sun
Try growing crops in the dark see how long until the North’s won
Don't blame the game blame me or yourself if you don't wanna have fun
You son of a gun getting toasty buns my fires grilling you well done
Imbalance in all is immoral infection sin song
Suckers are spitting sick stories see Spot steal he's been wrong
Ready to rumble I'm rocking revenge and I'm ring strong
Hurting the haters oh haven't you heard I'm the King Kong
To be fair, I'm not worth the time to punch down
Keep the fight in the round cause even when you make me hit the ground (K.O!)
There are legions of fans who no longer can stand your animal bans they'll be making you damned
Fair Shakespearean trade, give them only pennies they'll rip out a pound.

It could be a murder ballad
Cause it could be any one of us
We all need something stable to trust
It could be a murder ballad
Cause that's all we know
I think this town is gonna blow
Track Name: Going Undercover At The Sex Toy Party
I'm a different kind of prodigy
The stuff I produce is always staying laudably
New, but the people aren't appreciating
Nobody is listening except to be hating
Yet when you hit the dab
Or twerk or whatever is the newest fad
Gold chains descending like manna from heaven
And soundboard people turn you up to eleven
Sharp rhymes to make you cut glass, real fast
But I guess simple rhymes make them move that fat ass
Changing the hashtags quicker give you whiplash
If you can't track them dreams are gonna be crashed
So if you can't beat them, join them
My rhymes are fire so that I'll broil them
Pretend I’m fucking everybody cock block and foil them
Cause if they slip their focus I’ll come and Turkish oil them

I'm an ace cop going undercover
At the sex toy party
My rhymes are like a steak dinner
Cause they're so hearty
Y'all already know who it is
Don't let me wear it out
But if you don't know who it is
Then chant it out loud (Glitchtech!)

Baby girl imma love u
Til tha end of time
My love never stops
When I'm runnin on rhyme
Shout out to my crew
Cause u know they staying real
Dropping the beat hard
Man, u know the deal
Baby girl u wanna come
Let me take u out to lunch
Try the eggplant
Cause u only live once
I'm keeping it trendy
And I got that swag
U can't even win
Cause I got it in the bag

I'm an ace cop going undercover
At the sex toy party
My rhymes are like a steak dinner
Cause they're so hearty
Y'all already know who it is
Don't let me wear it out
But if you don't know who it is
Then chant it out loud (Glitchtech!)

(Oh cut the bullshit I'm a)
Chopper, leveling up to be a rocker
My fires burn you to the bone, oh do you need some water?
I'd cauterize the wounds, a nice guy for my daughter
But she's a hypothetical so my rhymes are getting hotter
I can't stay on one level
Hit them with a double time so even my haters revel
Whenever I drop a new track they say it’s incredible
Even when I'm coming out of my cage and burn them electrical
I can't be staying in pop
I gotta be bringing the flames like Scorpion making the haters drop
Getting your limbs lopped off, toxic shock we rock
Killing the game I'm a clock stopper knocking off your block
Creativity coming like I'm a synesthete
Suckers see with sicker samples, synthy shit I fill the beat
Toasting other rappers I'm a cannibal and I grill my meat
Winning without fail you know that it's an iller feat

I'm an ace cop going undercover
At the sex toy party
My rhymes are like a steak dinner
Cause they're so hearty
Y'all already know who it is
Don't let me wear it out
But if you don't know who it is
Then chant it out loud (Glitchtech!)
Track Name: You're Gonna Need Somebody Special To Dig You Out Of That Deep Hole You're In
It don't mean a thing
If it ain't got that swing
Silk shawl and I'm coming for y'all
With a telephone call and a diamond ring

Baby I'm here with a massive attack
Come on and feel that I'm breaking your back
Hit them with everything that I'm at
No need to wonder my magic is black
And yes I've been working with magic
It's the reason that my fires are that sick
Hit them with the flow you know it's
Better than the one you don't
I'm coming with trinkets and tricks that are
Sickest so trickling blood ain't your focus
Made a deal for massive appeal but you're
Staying too real for my hocus pocus
Your fires are bogus, and
Magic it isn't a rabbit in hat
Real magic comes from a contract and sinners and
That so (Let's make a)

Deal, oh it's a
Steal, just the
Price of your soul at the end of the night
If that's quite alright

Let's talk about witchcraft
Let's talk about magic that's making you daft
Look in the crystal and see that you laughed
Right at me while I was taking a bath
That's kind of rude if you think about it
Making me scamper and loudly shout it
“Get out of my bloody house!
Applications are needed don't come without it!”
But I can let that slide if you pay for it
Just think of me as your spooky gay torrent
And if they do come with a warrant
I'll stand by your side and make them fight for it
Oh don't you be just a stick in the mud
Work out a contract we'll have all the fun
Not staying stuck in a field like a cow chewing
Cud (let's make a)

Deal, oh it's a
Steal, just the
Price of your soul at the end of the night
If that's quite alright

Already got the contract written
Don't you want to be as good at spitting the
Fires that fling so much fury at fakers and
Fighting them back til they're home with their knitting
Reading your scripture don't bet on it
I can outrun the words ultrasonic
I'll burn you so bad you end up catatonic
You've been moronic I'm crushing tectonic
But I can change all that
Selling your soul to me, tail of a cat
Eye of newt and toe of frog
If magic is clockwork, those are the cogs
Your personal sacrifice is your integrity
Not a big price to pay, might make an enemy
Probably worth it for money and energy
And if you've got friends then send them to me (let's make a)

Deal, oh it's a
Steal, just the
Price of your soul at the end of the night
If that's quite alright
Track Name: Your Knife Says Heart But My Heart Says Knife (ft. Aubrey Lavender)
The police bust into the bar
Looking at the picture of a murder and a suicide
Try to figure out how it got so far
Well it's carved in the backs of the ones who lied
“Call a 187 if you know what I mean
Time of death? Maybe 7:16?”
But no one has their hands clean
Investigators trying to get the answers from a gene
Look at me spitting rhymes from beyond the grave
Against my onslaught you better be ready to cave
Better be getting all brave, cause all the critics will rave
That we’re vicious angels who gave
Us a new way to bust, collaboration
Fuss, we’re the upper crust, cross the nation
Cuss everywhere I dust their masturbation
Does a genital rust, egos inflation

And your knife says heart but my heart says knife
Betrayal is steel but your heart is ice
Happened so fast I couldn’t put up a fight
Don’t go towards the light
Think about it kid, this is no time for games
Just tell me straight up if you don’t feel the same
To the end of the night from the moment we start
I won’t stop you, dear knife inside my heart.

Oh woah, what you said to me.
Cut me up, pulled apart my seams,
and now it seems: I’m a poor sick patient
in desperate need of heart transplant.

And your knife says heart but my heart says knife
Betrayal is steel but your heart is ice
Happened so fast I couldn’t put up a fight
Don’t go towards the light
Think about it kid, this is no time for games
Just tell me straight up if you don’t feel the same
To the end of the night from the moment we start
I won’t stop you, dear knife inside my heart.

The style, the substance, the glam and the gore
Tell me about it babe, you always want more
I’m going wild for the night, fuck being polite
All right, I’m fighting my way to the door
We’re raw, balanced like a see-saw in a fight
We draw, pistols at dawn’s coming first light
Trip balls, ready to fall, we incite
War calls, anybody crawl out of sheer spite
Come back like a raptor attack
I’ve been practicing that, no more time for tact
Hit them back cause my six pack’s back
And I’m ready to riddle em, sad sacks I’m killing em
Fakers fucking follow me, with fires I’m filling em
Freedom falling in, fear fulfilling me grilling em
See the suckers suffering cause they seeking penicillin
Cause I’m fucking serious and my sick fires are drilling

And your knife says heart but my heart says knife
Betrayal is steel but your heart is ice
Happened so fast I couldn’t put up a fight
Don’t go towards the light
Think about it kid, this is no time for games
Just tell me straight up if you don’t feel the same
To the end of the night from the moment we start
I won’t stop you, dear knife inside my heart.

Could have written 50 stanzas and been so romantic.
but still would have gotten the very same answer.
I should have been second guessing popping the question,
given it even a second of real reflection.
But I get the message.
My hearts not wanted.
I don’t know why I even bothered.
Track Name: One Scar, Two Scars, Red Star, Blue Star
When I was young I gave a boy six stitches on his arm
I bit him hard and tasted blood, but I never meant to cause him harm
When I was a little bit older I punched a wall and got a scar
And yet I've managed to keep the audacity to hope one day I'll be a star
Who am I to say that, just another angry young man
Clawing desperately to just find another fan
Some might call this track a little bit emo and self-indulgent
That's probably true to be honest but that never stopped me before, you're not my consultant
Cause I don't have one, I don't need one, I do what I want
Sounds like a whiny child facing a world that is far beyond
Any conception of giving concessions for working real hard when I'm faced with depression
And all of my wonderful skills at repression I wanna be known but I guess that's pretension
So I rap fast and I sing what I can out loudly
No one does my mastering or anything, I do it proudly
To be a bit vain, I make some good stuff as Glitchtech
But if nobody hears it then I can't cash a single rich check

One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
One scar, two scars, red star, blue star

Melancholy as this track may be, I want it to bring some hope
Cause I dedicate it unto all those friends who thought they couldn't cope
The ones who've spent a sleepless night just crying on the bathroom floor
And the ones who came back and survived, even if it was a chore
Cause believe me, I've been there in that dark place
Depressed, alone, and overstressed but I kept going to be a living ace
I know that all the pain can make you want to leave a big scar
But I've seen one too many friends who couldn't come back from that dark star
And I wouldn't want anyone else to meet that same fate
So take care of yourself, erase your death date
Cause there may not be a lot in this world that we can really rely on
But there’s still you and me and I can try to be a shoulder to cry on
And that's something to work with so why not stay
You've got yourself and that's enough to stay another day
If I can get up from a panic attack and do more than make it through
Well, then why not you too?

One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
One scar, two scars, red star, blue star
Track Name: Breaker (Rocks Fall, Everybody Dies)
I can’t see through me, can you see me through?
You can’t tell me what I’m ever going to do
I can’t see me through, I can see you through
I can’t tell you what you’re ever going to do

Take a look around, tell me what you’re missing
I’m wondering if you’ll ever listen
You won’t give me the satisfaction of breaking into
Fractions of my soul and my boots don’t have the traction
Attraction is dishonesty honestly don’t look longingly
At me, it won’t be long until you’re free
Tell you to knock it off, tip top or your block off
But when you check that my fists are coming out swinging all you do is scoff
Rocks fall, jackhole, everybody dies
Knocks all, they roll, last breath sighs
No way to escape an avalanche but
Fort Knox takes gold, all are taking bribes
Your money or your happiness
Is that the choice you made?
And all I got is my common sense
And the willingness to fade out

I can’t see through me, can you see me through?
You can’t tell me what I’m ever going to do
I can’t see me through, I can see you through
I can’t tell you what you’re ever going to do

I’m wasting the concept of tasting on your
Lips like someone wasting hair on some frosted tips
Get on top of this, rocking the naughty list
Little Timmy being told of the consumerist Christmas
Fists swinging like a chandelier yelling
“Banter here if you have no fear!”
Though that could be the five or six pints of beer
Fortunate for me that my breaking point is near
You left me twisted and broken
Reading Nietzsche to see if a dead God has spoken
You never seemed to notice all the gambling tokens
Or my media slogan “My heartbreak is potent!”
Your money or your happiness
Is that the choice you made?
And all I got is my common sense
And the willingness to fade out

I can’t see through me, can you see me through?
You can’t tell me what I’m ever going to do
I can’t see me through, I can see you through
I can’t tell you what you’re ever going to do

Rocks fall, everybody dies and lets their
Body rot away
Let the one without a sin throw stones but
That’s the price you’ll pay
Your money or your happiness
Is that the choice you made?
And all I got is my common sense
And the willingness to fade
Track Name: Only Me?
Cranial juices running down my head
Or is it blood instead
I'm just trying to get ahead
Sunshine ain't good enough
I'm never good enough
And ask my spilling guts
They'll say I kinda like it rough
Much more fun when your brain is gone, right?
It don't matter much to me
And if you break down of course it’s all right
It's how I get energy
I break my soul because it’s fun
I’ve got to work with more than one of me
Only me? Only me.

A vicious argument between
Me myself and I
Land and sea
Who calls the shots today?
Who thinks that Jake should go away?
Only me? Only me.

A break between the layers of my
Mind, it’s pretty good for me
Not so good for me
And in the blindness of my rage I
See, that you’ve kept me under lock and
Key, understandably, woah.
Zyote keeps the song alive
Glitchtech makes the lyrics thrive
Jake pilots our mutual meat machine
And as of me I’d like to say
They couldn’t last a single day without
Me, only me? Only me.

A vicious argument between
Me myself and I
Land and sea
Who calls the shots today?
Who thinks that Jake should go away?
Only me? Only me.

Is it me for a moment?
The one and only?
But they’re as me as me, they're not distinct from me
The stars collide