I hope you enjoy the new music video for A La Carte by Quadeca & brakence. This is the first song & music video since the release of my last album "I Didn't Mean To Haunt You," and the first music video from my new "Scrapyard Series." The series will consist of 5 packs of 2 songs, every song, a different style, with a new pack dropping every 2-3 weeks. my consistent era (hopefully lmao)  
 
Pack 1 Out Now!!!:  
1. A La Carte (w/ brakence)  
2. U Don't Know Me Like That  
ON ALL PLATFORMS: https://stem.ffm.to/scrapyardi  
 
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Directed & Edited by Quadeca  
video co-directed and produced by Midvessel: https://www.instagram.com/midvessel/  
 
 
Song written, produced, mixed, mastered, by Quadeca  
featuring vocals and production from brakence  
Bass instrumentation from Sam Arnold  
 
lyrics:  
My favorite poem was the one I read to you  
From the teleprompter on the tongue of my shoe  
My flashbacks are a touch more resolute  
Declaring thumb wars in the pocket of my suit  
 
Take it  
Take it all down, take me all apart  
You can have my tongue just promise you’ll take it a la carte yeah  
Take it all, just don’t take it all to heart  
Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God  
 
Take it, uh  
Take me all apart  
You can have my tongue just promise you’ll take it a la carte  
Take it all, just don’t take it all to heart  
Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God  
 
And what I never knew  
I’d rather be inside my head than you  
How many times? Well I couldn’t count  
Cause it gets so deep, it goes so deep I’m never pulling out  
 
NYC on a red eye free cause they wanna take this and that  
LLC for the next LP and I’m never gonna give it back  
Sleep deprived on my return flight, fixated bout my hold on you  
I don’t usually care for the doom in the air but it’s feeling kinda overdue, yeah  
 
My favorite poem’s what I couldn’t say to you  
The joke that wasn’t funny cause it’s true  
My flashbacks are a touch more resolute  
So forgive me for the hesitant salute  
 
Take it  
Take it all down, take me all apart  
You can have my tongue if you take it a la carte  
Take it all, just don’t take it all to heart  
Thank God we turned the lights off, thank God  
 
Uh, and what I never knew  
I’d rather be inside my head than you  
How many times? I couldn’t count  
Cause it gets so deep I go so deep I’m never pulling out  
 
(brakence)  
Took you south,  
Guess I got my jaw agape now I’m a cotton mouth,  
Why do I feel so unsafe? What am I worried bout  
Got a sedated sipping 80 proof  
Skip the winter season like it’s pay-per-view  
It ain’t you, I’m just caught up in my own sh*, licking wounds  
I know it isn’t state of the art but the plate’s a la carte  
Would you like course two?  
(I don’t really think I’m perfect)  
And what I never knew  
(I don’t really think I’m, I don’t really think I’m perfect)  
Could-could I be inside my head with you?  
Freaked out tryna f*** you right  
I know you never grade looks, still feel like a five,  
But you said if we make love and I start to cry that  
I can let it all out, shouldn’t rationalize but  
God damn,  
Do I deserve that you can’t hear me now?  
It just gets so deep, and it goes so deep now that I’m peering down  
 
My favorite poem was the one I read to you,  
On the tongue of my shoe  
Flashbacks are a touch more resolute  
So forgive me  
So please forgive me ohhh  
Take me all apart  
You can have my tongue if you take it a la carte  
Take it all, just don’t take it all to heart