songs with the volume on

quiet pain

house tour

DELUSIONAL.

DELUSIONAL. (Edit)

the words i keep in my chest
i make sure the version i give you is the best
its like by the grace of god we met
do you also fear the thought of if we never met

im scared to talk to you
im scared of being overbearing
and can i get a clue
of what it is youre feeling

im anxious cause i dont understand social cues that well
please scream out what youre feeling theres no other way for me to tell
my bodys weak and minds in hell
you picked me up when i fell

written perfomed produced mixed mastered by junifer (feral cat)
artwork by https://www.instagram.com/name_is_long_read_description/ https://soundcloud.com/necronomicmiraclepending

social cues

lavender w/ kise

@daikore // aisle4

i luv my friends

lyrics coming soon maybe

switch + daikyu (prod me)

@yurkiez @attc 900 today
cover by baldingshoe as usual

#900 yk*

hi @prod-rioxion

lyrics
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bitch i feel like kiryu
briefcase with the business
i dont wanna hear you
breaker style, watch this
why you talk shit
bitch you see through
i dont feel okay
if im not near you

they telling me that one day imma blow up i promise it wont happen
im tryna get all my money so clean so you know i cant be in the dirt trappin
i been going so fast i cant see your face
i cant stop, if he in my way won't leave no trace

why are people tryna blame me for what's not my fault
now he say he wanna fight dont wanna go down that road
we gon rob em, mister shakedown
pockets fat, they break now
step to me get laid out
had to tell em lay down

like a lever had to up it told em back it up
too much shit inside my head i had to let it go
you see nothing through the numbers why you focused on the stats
they all in it for attention, and im in it for the craft

huh, you wont ever catch me switch on my bros for a bitch
im bouta hit out the park, final pitch
i had to smash it bro i cant miss
I feel like Elly i fly round the bases
and I feel like Ellie, my girl, rest in peace
I can't ever stop short
like a short stop, catch then i dip

hit that fucking strike, knock his lights out
feel like packy, we gon pack him, hook it, drop him down
i cannot spare him, leave him slumped back in the fucking gutter
I'm a professional, lil bitch you need your fucking bumpers

useless

jane