i will say the exact same thing you say

born 1998. florida. moved to atlanta. made beats. vanished. came back as edward skeletrix.
no interviews. no face. no explanations. the music’s loud, ugly, broken on purpose.
museum music wasn’t for you. neither was the last one. nothing is.

i post when i feel like it. drop 30 songs just to delete them. you heard one? no you didn’t.
glitch loops, fake lyrics, ai vocals, rage drums. none of it matters.
i eat once a day. it’s usually static.

if you’re still listening, that’s on you.

bruh hes skeletrix tho

i don’t really look up to anybody, just vibe with what’s real inside me, not the surface stuff. when i’m on stage, i do what feels raw and honest, no fake moves. some of my lyrics sound wild and messy, but that’s the point it’s chaos that hits deep. fans love quoting my weirdest lines and memes like “i am the coat hanger inside your man’s vagina” or “volcano pussy melt your peter like ice.” they joke i’m like an angry homeless guy screaming in every photo, but that chaos is exactly what theylove