your touch makes me feel alive

Touch Deprived

let me ruin your life please

Lyrics:
Your loves like melted wax
It burns at the start 
then soon dies down
When i scream inside my pillow cae
Even drinking didnt mute the pain
Every morning im feeling drained
Your lipstick stained onto my neck

Used to sneak in when your dads away
Had you mumbling half awake
And i would do that shit again
Just so i could see your desperate face

God damn did it hurt
Ohhh shit did it burn
God how it didnt work
Why you still kickin the dirt
didnt even like the pain
guess we are one in the same
got what i fuckin deserved
I Just hope it dont get worse

Your loves like melted wax
It burns at the start 
then soon dies down
When i scream inside my pillow cae
Even drinking didnt mute the pain
Every morning im feeling drained
Your lipstick stained onto my neck

This aint a love song
Its a fuckin cry for help
Attacked with a love bombs
Turned my heaven into hell
My skin is cravin you
I wanna fuckin play with
Lemme fuckin tease you
I wanna go and break you



It started with some rough sex
Dirty are you up text
barely hitting up next
cant tell if your upset
Or maybe your not up yet
Baby i want context
Nightmares seeming constant
Overthinkin bout dumbshit

Your loves like melted wax
It burns at the start 
then soon dies down
When i scream inside my pillow cae
Even drinking didnt mute the pain
Every morning im feeling drained
Your lipstick stained onto my neck

I wannabe your issue

Melted wax

let me ruin your life please

lyrics:
Thinking i dont need myself
Thinking tell my brain gives out
Drinking tell my words fall out
SCREAMING tell my lungs cave

I dont need your damn help
Pick apart my damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
I dont plan to die yet

Bitch i dont wanna give up now
Get back down its the start of crowd i need to
Surf shit like surfs up 
We turn up  
Everbodys waiting to blow up
And go up

Wait Hold down your ground
The worlds warping and its turning everything around
Hey You gotta get back down
The worlds throwing bombs its a bomb threat

Cause

I dont need your damn help
Pick apart my damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
I dont plan to die yet

DIALECT IS FUCKED UP
MY POINT OF VIEWS ARE FUCKED 
I WISH TO BE A FUCK UP
MY LIFE AINT NOTHING BUT A FUCK UP

WANNABE THIS SONG HOT LIKE GARBAGE
OF FUCKING COURSE IT IS CAUSE THAT IS WHERE I MADE IT
WANNABE GOOD TO SEE YOU FINALLY GET PLAYED
HONESTLY GLAD THAT I CAN FINALLY SAY I MADE IT

I dont need your damn help
Pick apart my damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
I dont plan to die yet

Better back up or ill use my knumb chucks
Hit you so fast im gonna go leave you starstruck
Im so sweet but not as in starbucks
Im not like a tree where you can go bark up

In my heads a wanted list
Where everybodys name is scribbled in
I can barely make it out it says
All i know is im coming up next 

I dont need your damn help
Pick apart my damn brain
Bits and pieces dissect
I dont plan to die yet

QUiRky bOY

let me ruin your life please

Lyrics: 
Ima knuckle head 
Only thing i digest is lead
Ima knuckle head 
Fuck all the shit that you said
Ima knuckle head
Only thing i digest is lead
Ima knuckle head cause
Fuck 
Fuck 
Fuck
FUCK

Pissed of boi let me scream out this banger
Leave your body bloody like the red power ranger
Kids all gettin capped by some boys wearin blazers
Psychopathic thoughts make me act out of anger

K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 

My mental aint the same anymore im unstable
Parents cutting me off mid conversation like lining Cable
I wont sell my soul to these god damn Record labels
If music doesnt work for me then ill digest some napalm

Cause I Can’t sleep at night  
Even melatonin cant keep me quiet
My inner thoughts bubbling like some fuckin sprite
Stomachs rumbling cause I don’t feed my appetite 
I can barely hold an image
What makes you think i can hold a fight

dukem nukem style with the flattop to match
Mashing in his head like a combo in smash
Peoplehands up like attendance in class
Make every fucker fold When I pull out my bag

K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 

punky white boy
Being told I can’t do shit 
Ima punky white boy
Tryna tear the world to bits
Ima punky white Boy
I’m as pale as a ghost 
Ima punky white boy
Let’s take on the goverment

Let’s start fighting every fucker go and throw your fist
Blood starts flying make sure you go bust every fucker lip
If god will try to stop us then well  riot to his face
And Burn down every capital we wouldnt leave a trace

K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 
K.O.S. that means kill on sight 



Let me lose 
Over countless dreams
thinking how
You could be with me
my thoughts Were right
Cause thats same thing 
you were thinkin

KNUCKLEHEAD

let me ruin your life please

lyrics:

Lets break eachothers heads
Fucking all night long to tv static
Lets break eachothers heads
Letting every inner thoughts we have go ravage

Late night sex
Got me thinking whats next
Is it love is it rough
Is it something ill forget

I dont wanna be a bother
Its obvious we want eachother
Girl i know you have a father
So lets do thing he wouldnt like

Lets break eachothers heads
Fucking all night long to tv static
Lets break eachothers heads
Letting every inner thoughts we have go ravage

4 am texting are you up
Hopping over fences so I can mark you up
Mom and dad don’t even Fuckin gotta clue
That I’m climbing outa windows to go see you

Can’t you see that’s it’s more then fun
Desperate little eyes got me actin up
Giving into lust cause you crave my touch
I wanna act all your dirty fanantasies

Lets break eachothers heads
Fucking all night long to tv static
Lets break eachothers heads
Letting every inner thoughts we have go ravage

Breakin Heads

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Please share 15Geeked's music; the old stuff is good, but the new stuff is his greatest work yet!
There is no need for a lengthy description because his music speaks for itself; he created excellent music at such a young age. He produced, mixed, was emotional, and made it a point to express himself via his music. - Enjoy