mixed mnday prod. 12seath 

by myself by myself by myself by myself
i dont believe in nothing, idc if i go to hell
n i smoke so damn hard they asking me if i sell
flowers by ur bed now im hearing all the church bells
why u keep on asking like u care bout how i felt
i been staring back at the red eyes in the wishing well
ima bad guy n idc i wont wish u well
n i hate it sm i hate being by myself
by myself by myself by myself by myself
by myself by myself by myself by myself

pushing on im pushing on but i swear i cant keep trying
i dont believe in nothing i swear that ur all lying
talk to the devil yea he promised that he would stop the crying
tryna sell my soul cuz i swear im already dying
n i swear shes over it, i can hear all her sighing

by myself (p. 12seath)

BUCKSHOT & FAKEMINK - FEVER
PRODUCED - OSCAR18 + GRIMOIRE
MIXING - GABRIEL SCHUMAN

You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some 


ye yea

swear to god I live in Kate moss moments 
Had it in my hands but it fumble when I hold it 
Under city lights, moving out of frame
West Village bitch, but she won’t stay the same
Bones too sharp, skin stays tight
Breath too slow from a long last night
Heart too fast and my chest gets tight 
crying out my name with tears in her eyessssss


Q FOR THE FIFTY TWENTY FIVE EIGHTH
she cute n she miss me callin me bae
but i aint got time bich im married to the game
fast fast life man im loving this pace


Every leap of faith of fall
Fade away into the Curtain call 
I found god in the Bathroom stall 
Forgive my sins, pray to Saint Laurent 


You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hot outside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait let me cop some
You know im cold but Im hot got a fever
Puttin Tris in a Crush 2 litre
we got Yay come Fluffy like Bunny
Blood on my Givenchy tee 
nose runnin
Im w Buckshot summertime driving hotoutside
so we gotta keep tha top off
Up now but u kno I still buss shots
high grade they like wait waitwait

Goooood doooope
no feelings
I’m so high call me the Celing 
Balenciaga bag full of whispers n pills
Dior on the dresser I got blood on the bills
Up down sideways but I’m falling backwards 
Pop a painkiller oxycodone with a Xanax 
I was on the runways I was out in Paris 
Now i dont even leave the House im Embarrassed


recorded November 6th 2024

BUCKSHOT & FAKEMINK - FEVER (PROD. OSCAR18 + GRIMOIRE)

ghost mountain : https://soundcloud.com/ghostmountainn
og : https://soundcloud.com/user-772015301/your-face-in-the-window

GHOST MOUNTAIN - your face in the window (12seath remix)

prod. 12seath
mix mnday
feat: https://www.instagram.com/yungmana.mp3?igsh=MTd5MHhuOHlwd3NkNQ==

look into my eyes baby ik u dont rly love me
my body a husk yea u know im just a breathing zombie
i count up, count up with yung mana we not stopping
she saw i couldnt move, i was blacked out and she still fucked me

im fucked up, im so fucked up i dont have a face
im on drugs and u know i keep a fucking blade
i fucked up so i went back to my autosave (word to mana)
im just a toy, a doll that got thrown away
i been looking for a vice, im just trying to get right
i been smoking sm i swear all the smoke it gives me life
u know that im easy i just succumb to all ur lies
idk whats real just like Mulholland Drive