Creeker

Llewellyn

Said Fuck It

Son of the South

Vibes

Faded Headlights

LYRICS:

Hauntingly somnolent all on my own
Don’t got no effort to pick up my phone
Nor do I have reasons
God forbid this soul to have hope in this season
The trees of my mind will not grow

Will I ever cope?
The way things that seem to be going girl, I’m all alone
Lead to my dome
One shot don’t miss
One last goodbye girl, give my head a kiss


I hate being broke so Imma have to run this money up
Really I cant cope but I ain’t relapse to a double cup
Took me way too long to realise I had to sober up
Took me way too long to realise I had to sober up

Yeah, I cut myself again
Yeah, just to feel the pain
Yeah, now I’m laying here in a dream
Yeah, I wish I was young again

Replenish, recharge, and repeat
I’m on the floor, help me back up on my feet
I can’t fucking think, brain dead, it’s so peak
Lemme talk my shit, don’t play with me
I’m so weak

Hauntingly somnolent all on my own
Don’t got no effort to pick up my phone
Nor do I have reasons
God forbid this soul to have hope in this season
The trees of my mind will not grow

Will I ever cope?
The way things that seem to be going girl, I’m all alone
Lead to my dome
One shot don’t miss
One last goodbye girl, give my head a kiss

ONE LAST GOODBYE

ONE LAST GOODBYE [PROD. IDIO]

Excersices In Futility

About a Farmer in the Country who loved his animals.

Country Life

DEPARTED

DEPARTED FREESTYLE [PROD. FORELESS]

Dooin Rappin

Flame & Halo

Still Dooin Rappin

Transcending misery through tormented screams.

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Excersices In Futility

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