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@i-wanna-be-a-jack-o-later
prod both of us as always

@i-wanna-be-a-jack-o-later: 
slow down 
shut up 
take a picture of us 
watch her driving away
leaving nothing but dust

i know 
you dont 
really like to pretend 

you love me so let me go
??

me: 
im sorry
you know me
you expect way too much, again

you're going
still coping
i cant live my life without u in

so she'll go
on her own
and find someone else to make her smile

it makes me sick when i think of what we said
so many words i regret, but cant forget

pictures of us

this is the same beat from the bingo bingo baby shit shout out lucy
my favorite number is 268

@imsg
im such a fuck baby im a fuck up baby im a fuck up
perfect girl, better than the world.
i would hurl, ...
i think i like you but were nothing alike 
sleeping together til the middle of nights
why do we argue whats the point of a fight?
i wish you were honest you would say ur alright
i cant feel, too high nothings real
like whats your deal? my heart what you steal
i needa heal, so much layers peeled

@aeter
think i... like you... dont know :/
sometimes... i wanna gooooo
away from you u still say
u hate me, try 2 replace me
i think i like you

@kidmoon
the way you go, i cant go without you again
i feel at home when im in your arms dont want this to end
come and say it to me, come and say it to my face
cause baby i really like you but i dont even know your name

spotify

i like you w aeter * kid moon

suburban daredevil

can i extend my stay  
the clock ticks and you count my days
why can't you convey
all that you want to say

don't act so surprised
i know look that in your eyes
you wasted my time
tonight the night's all mine

tonight's mine

pony

famous

i think she deserved it

Nineteen forever - wifiskeleton (Extended)

B8. dey wont honest

A transcendent liberation anthem blending cinematic alt-rock and soulful electronic fusion. Ethereal guitars, emotional vocals, and atmospheric synths rise into an empowering cinematic chorus about shedding ego, labels, and identity. A sonic awakening; real, raw, and rare of pure freedom in sound.

No Name Needed

"The Label" is a raw, intense exploration of mental health diagnosis and societal hypocrisy, channeling the raw vulnerability of Radiohead's "Creep."
It tells the story of being given an official classification ("The Label") as a child for seeking help, only to be rejected and stigmatized by the same institutions later in life because of that very designation. It's a shout against a system that attempts to heal and then chooses to exclude.

"You stamped the paper to help me stand up straight, then judged the man by the number and the date. What a crooked world."

Music & Lyrics by ROTTENBRAIN
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When I was young, the corners of my mind
Felt like a maze, a place I couldn't find
The simple exit, the clear and open road
A heavy feeling, a weight that overflowed.
I sought the light, the clarity, the peace
They gave me papers, a temporary lease.
A careful word, a clinical design
They drew a line, and said that line was mine.

And I don't know if I belong here
But I think I want to belong.
I want to heal, I want to stand tall
But something's twisted, something's wrong.

I’m a Label, I’m a Name
A classified piece in their cruel, cruel game.
I wish I was better, I wish I could change
But you gave me the file, you gave me the strange.
You gave me the Label...

Years rolled away, the therapy, the fight
I worked the hours, to climb back to the light.
Some friends succeeded, they shed the heavy cloak
While I still struggled, beneath the weight it spoke.
I tried to enter, the offices, the doors
The institutions, the things I battled for.
I handed over the document, the sign
The very record that you said would define.

And I don't know if I belong here
But I think I want to belong.
I want to work, I want to stand tall
But something's twisted, something's wrong.

I’m a Label, I’m a Name
A classified piece in their cruel, cruel game.
I wish I was better, I wish I could change
But you gave me the file, you gave me the strange.
You gave me the Label...

But you, the ones who charted my descent
The ones who said: "We know what this all meant."
You close the window, you lock the open gate
You say: "We helped you, but now it's just too late."
You stamped the paper, to help me stand up straight
Then judged the man by the number, and the date.
What a crooked world! To brand the child with fire,
Then bar the adult from rising any higher.

You gave me the Label...
You gave me the Label...
A crooked world...
I'm just a Label...

The Label - ROTTENBRAIN (based on Radiohead’s ‘Creep’) by ARGYTACT 2026

Nineteen forever - wifiskeleton (Extended)

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