lyrics:

My memory bleeds
For where I could’ve once hoped to be
Glued by ur side
Shedding our grief thru our quality time
Attached at the hip
But life drags the scalpel that cuts at our skin
And tears us apart
These thoughts still assault me when im in the dark im in the dark
But what could I have done differently 
Just Love me again and I’ll never leave
If this is the end why can I still breath
The thought of ur touch manifests in my dreams
And I’m sorry for crying
But I couldn’t help it when deep in this row
With my will power dying
I set aside some to love u so u know
I swear that I’m trying
But I’m bad with this showing u part oh I know
When I feel like I’m flying i’d drop to my death to fall for u once more
Though I won’t stand here too much longer my love
Know I feel things for u that ill never feel for anyone else
And I wish I didn’t
But I swear I mean it
And hurts me knowing its true
My memory bleeds
For where I could’ve once hoped to be
Glued by ur side
Shedding our grief thru ur quality time

ive hollowed (eric godlow)

lyrics:

If I lay this bitch I know the amermath
She said blow it my mouth and I will digest
Crazy bitches coming over shit get frightening 
I swear im sober baby its just the lighting
Really im high as fuck I pray I packed the vizine
Im so high im like a ufo sighting
I lay that bitch on top my table like a project board
U hate me well get in line Its tickets at the door
Course im fitted up what u think making money for
Prada on my jeans and my halo christian Dior

Grrrr
Grrrr bow
From my doggies car
U just lucky that that comment couldn’t hit my heart
General admission carts
Off this Julio
I press upon my counterpart

Texts on my phone
That I sent go green
I paint these white bitches up with my sunscreen uh huh
Obviously we didn’t work
But every time I glow up she go fucking berserk

Welcome to the church
U’ll be ripped apart neck down
Up until the purge I aint see us being shut down
Once she’s giving birth
We will eat em
In the name of the purge
Purge purge

The Church : Purgepurgepurge (scottysplash)

lyrics:

Its Tough luck tough love

How many people i try to become I been stuffing inside of my body
Some of them pieces of shit well probably
I keep so many in here its an army
And If they could hurt u, theyd probably harm me
Already on purpose they emotionally carved me
So I kept all the shit inside me
And it just keep ulcering out of my body

Animal masks step foot in the lobby
I had cast spells thats banned and they got me im fucked
Oh but Peeling back skin is my hobby
I pull the skin from my pinky to palm 
So What is the problem in here whats the qualm
80 bpm my heart I am calm
I killed a man in the winter 06 
And I had been wearing the same clothes since
But Its too hard lie now
I knew someone’d find out
I kept all his things and
I dress up and play house
That saran wrap body
Its my only friend now
Hes got strong opinions
Ones I aim to shut out
When the smell is fucked up
And my neighbours riled
Ill just blow his skull back
And wear him a while
All this blood had filled the eye holes
Im so out of style
I just Fit my feet in his feet
Now I wear his smile
And What do you do all night while im up at work
I see you sit back tongue tied tryna find the words
To try and ask me why exactly im not home at dusk
Girl just ask me cause ive spent years just carrying on for us

How many people i try to become I been stuffing inside of my body
Some of them pieces of shit well probably
I keep so many in here its an army
And If they could hurt u, theyd probably harm me
Already on purpose they emotionally carved me
So I kept all the shit inside me
And it just keep ulcering out of my body

Tough luck and tough love
Tough luck tough love

winter of 06 (eric godlow)

lyrics:

White dust All over my outsides
Im fucked up Dancing on this cork tide
Loose lips They’ll Tighten by the court side
Bruised hips From Slow dancing with tough guys
June 5th Thats the night my heart died
Unzipped Wet Flesh on the road side
So crisp Just Wait until the bloods dried
Two fifths In me by the sunrise

Under the streetlights she becomes a dancer
You and this new guy in somebodies camper
What does he taste like and how does he stack up
I didnt ask you but I know you’ll answer
A Dark room brain hung with polaroid scars
Film reel legs and some SLR arms
I got banks full of pain and a lens full of tar
These Megaphone veins feed my Radio heart
If This is what its come to Im leaving I promise
Snow hugging prints to the ground where its calmest
Ive lived a life full of colons and commas
Im Graced with a peace to know this periods upon us
No one Theres no one
To carry all this extra weight Here after all
Just once Well just once
Id like to have somebody here That I could call
No one Theres no one
To carry all this extra weight Here after all
Just once Well just once
Id like to have somebody here That I could call

White dust All over my outsides
Im fucked up Dancing on this cork tide
Loose lips They’ll Tighten by the court side
Bruised hips From Slow dancing with tough guys
June 5th Thats the night my heart died
Unzipped Wet Flesh on the road side
So crisp Just Wait until the bloods dried
Two fifths In me by the sunrise

slow dancing with tuff guys (sorrowbringer)

lyrics:

NV
When im in this wraith I see phantoms inside the rearview
NV
This weed from the same family as runtz its like its nephew
NV
Im not afraid of dying why the fuck id be scared of cancelled
NV on my body u get in this shit we brand u
NV
Black and white tux Im walking in here like pengu
NV
My bitch bad as fuck the type someone get paid to fan you
NV
Serviettes and silver i feel like im in the menu
NV
Just inside my pocket more money then i can handle

Oh ok u checking up bragging bout what the brand do
That man got a debt of like 10 racks in fan duel
That man got a cheque for like 5 grand in promo
Compared to what I rake in u must’ve been working slo mo
Compared to what im making u must’ve been making horse shit
Compared to what the time is back home I should be in duvets
If i was tryna suck as much as possible id listen to what u say
U like if the worst guy that u know had had a roommate
U like if the worst guy that u know had had a best friend
U like if the best guy that u know had had to draw out
His idea of a wasteman And I just couldnt take it
Maybe I should run this back to show u just what great is

NV
When im in this wraith I see phantoms inside the rearview
NV
This weed from the same family as runtz its like its nephew
NV
Im not afraid of dying why the fuck id be scared of cancelled
NV on my body u get in this shit we brand u
NV
Black and white tux Im walking in here like pengu
NV
My bitch bad as fuck the type someone get paid to fan you
NV
Serviettes and silver i feel like im in the menu
NV
Just inside my pocket more money then i can handle
NV

nvvv freestyle (eric godlow)

HARDERRRRRRRRRRRRRR

lyrics:

December snow on top a blood stained vest
When the time changed I gave up on rest
Now im up now im wired to my desk
fuck it Fuck it now im slumped in my own fucking mess

Take what u need and get back into bed
Im on pills im on drank I smoke cheap cigarettes
During days I would take for myself im undressed
In the brush in the mud rubbing dirt in my flesh
I hear cops I see lights over top of the grass
while Im trying to stifle the heaviest breaths
Oh they got me I know from this dot on my neck
Watch a cold 50 cal clean the ribs in my chest

Look how the badge sits on the pigs
Pigs
They prefer fashion , “the peace brigade”
Pigs
What a loud noise that round had made
Pigs
When the talks cheap our blood will pay
To cover cost up front
Smoke em if u got em or u wont get the chance
I seen best friends eye holes full of ants
If I die next I will take who I can
This the last call this my chainsaw dance

Take what u need and get back into bed
Im on pills im on drank I smoke cheap cigarettes
During days I would take for myself im undressed
In the brush in the mud rubbing dirt in my flesh
I hear cops I see lights over top of the grass
while Im trying to stifle the heaviest breaths
Oh they got me I know from this dot on my neck
Watch a cold 50 cal clean the ribs in my chest

(1more time)

Take what u need and get back into bed
Im on pills im on drank I smoke cheap cigarettes
During days I would take for myself im undressed
In the brush in the mud rubbing dirt in my flesh
I hear cops I see lights over top of the grass
while Im trying to stifle the heaviest breaths
Oh they got me I know from this dot on my neck
Watch a cold 50 cal clean the ribs in my chest

laser boy and the wrath of pigs (tiedforsilver x jupiter)

sewerperson - comet second part only slowed & reverb

produced by young taylor @user-321073911

lyrics:

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

red supreme louis on my bag
all u fall behind bitch u jet lagged
pot is too loud seepin out the bag
boi dont u feel gassed u not in my lane 
lane lane lane lane

blowin lots of weed smoke thru the window pane
been a busy year so of course i fucking changed
i got headphones on my ears bout three quarters of the day

u stay hella wack
u fucking lame lame
ion ever touch that crack cocaine cain
but ill take a fucking tree right to the face face

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

and u heard it here first
imma stick around and make this shit for what its worth
the money come in bags
potent come in bags
u'd think im livin life but i could swear this shit a curse

shoulder bag
shoulder strap
gucci tag
body bad
she drop it down
and throw it back

pour it up
el derado rum in a soda cup
imma try to play the game until my time is up

i dont really wanna go to fucking parties
nize ur feelings i aint looking for a shawty
drop a cheque make it back by the morning
waste my time why everything feels fucking boring

boring
this shit fucking boring
boring
boring
boring
its hella boring
shit is boring
its fucking boring

boring (prod. young taylor)

produced by 9TAILS

lyrics:

kick it into overrr drive
chuggin down a five alive
man its great the be alive
were so comfy that were killing time

i been stuck in overdrive
im not coming home tonight
told mum sleeping at a friends place
but my friend doesnt live outside of the gas station
like where am i again
im way too fried
clothes all sweaty and my hair all tied back
thought id take a walk
sometimes life get hard like a cock
blocked
on every social media
i almost dont love her
slayer tee ripped pajama pants and her converse

made me feel like a monster
fuck it ion want her
fuck it ion love her
straight to zero contact after being smothered
forgetting one another

missing from my role
man its gotta take  a toll
ion know why but
she shows no signs
of yearning of my presence in her life
goodnight
sleeps sound like everything is right

she isnt dealing with the same sleepless nights as me
got somebody else to hold her tight but

i dont care
im in overdrive
every hair
on my neck is high
every nugget in the bag in dry
in my chair all 8 hours of the whole fucking night
im grinding
like boardslide
drop clutch vroom 
im in overdrive
drift pass opps
im the coolest guy
doors got no hope so its suicide

i might leave you a note
when the time comes when i leave for my home
never felt like i belong
home gotta be somewhere in the stars so im gone

never had a friend i treat as well as my bong
still grateful just not very fond of friendship
just more shit with an ending
with my love on pending
ion got time to waste
ion got time for breaks
ion got time for snakes
or fakes or a 1 time tinder date
thats real shit
bad shit happens now i barely feel it
sad shit welcomed it help me write my lyrics
in the life limo and i dont know how to steer it
but pedal down cause

i dont care
im in overdrive
every hair
on my neck is high
every nugget in the bag in dry
in my chair all 8 hours of the whole fucking night
im grinding
like boardslide
drop clutch vroom 
im in overdrive
drift pass opps
im the coolest guy
doors got no hope so its suicide

sewerperson - comet second part only slowed & reverb

Armorer Kent

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