Think of this as a story :3 
Remaster of an old song (added 2 verses)

Lyrics:
She calls me a freak 
D-d-don’t wanna leave room
Off the meds I tweak 
All I do is g-gl-gloom 
Hitting up phone 
I just want u to leave me alone 
Please just go 
Please just go 
Emotions out of control 
Please just love me for who I am 
You’re a whole different person 
when ur on the gram 
Don’t wanna see u again
Phone on do not disturb 
I’ll stomp ur head on the curb 
Fuck I’m wearing my favorite white shirt 
Take u too the woods
Ur my pretty little whore
Little do know 
That you’ll be knocking on deaths door
My thoughts are full gore
Your blood I adore 
I’ll love u to ur core 
Cant wait for what’s in store 
Don’t run it’s so foggy 
I love ur frightened face 
A field full of poppies 
ur blood left a trace 
I found you 
I love the frightened look in ur eyes 
As ur tears fall
Im gonna end ur life

I’m gonna end ur life 
Do u wna record it live 
Ur so pretty baby 
As the moon shines in ur eyes 
The glass on the floor 
The creaky noisy door 
Dou like the atmosphere 
Welcome to my horror

And I’m stuck in this house 
No way to get out 
Baby can u help 
I promise it’s not a trap now 
I know I lied before but not this time 
Just give me ur hand 
And you’ll feel alive

freak +tr4sh (yevom)

guys respect all religions idc what u believe this js relfective of mine and other ppls personal epxeirence with spiriutality and other shit lol pls dont kill me 

ohhhh noooo
where am i supposed to go

the lows get lower
i cant go forward
i know its over
i'm nowhere closer

so all my goals are
just things i cant have
wont try hard enough
thats just the plain fact

and in my plain face
cant stand to look back
i wished for so much
theres so much i lack

having a good heart
wont get you nowhere
this world is just cruel
and nothing is fair

there are no handouts
im telling you now
you should go all out
go ahead and shout

don't sit there and beg
climb your way to god
and tell him 'fuck off'
dont care bout your cross

the weight of your sins
will never wash off

weight of your sins (prod. yungspoiler)

change how i feel (Odece)

Never Wanna Stop (444jet)

[rare] hauntingclaire - get well

prod. angerissues
listen with headphones…

lyrics:
bitch i’m overseas, i cant do this anymore
and yo friends know how u are cuz they all call u a whore
callin up my phone, i just want u out my hair
say u miss me rlly much, why the fuck u think i care?

u want in my bed, i think that’s what i truly dread
i been waking up at 4am, feel like the living dead
bitches do the most and i think i’m bouta ghost
switches up, but urs is down, think yo bouta toast

toast!! 🍞 (@angerissues)

*cries*
I'm dying slow.
I'm bleeding out.
I still feel the rush of blood.
Dripping down my flesh.
This pain won't ever end.
And all I know is suffering,
inside my soul.
I lost it all,
for you my love ran dry.

This is it, 
this is all it ever was.
A fairy tale, a lie you told.
All that I ever hoped for, was all a lie.
My love runs cold.
Shattered heart breaks on the floor.

*cries* "goodbye"
Fucked up you know it's crazy.
The lies you told to my face
When I needed you,
you were nowhere that I could find you around when I need you.
I broke down to my knees and cried all night.

This is it, 
this is all it ever was.
A fairy tale, a lie you told.
All that I ever hoped for, was all a lie.
My love runs cold.
Shattered heart breaks on the floor.

"goodbye"

prod. Rick Hardy

[𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖉...] her tears flow like a stream

with you here

men dont cry

After Addison reappeared in the early 2000s, she began talking about “voices in the static” fragments of people who existed only in corrupted files, glitched messages, and broken drives.
She said the internet wasn’t infinite; it was a graveyard. Every deleted post, every crashed page, every forgotten photo, they weren’t gone. They were trapped, waiting to rot.

In 2018, Mesa Babe’s studio server crashed mid-session while recording a track built around distorted analog synth loops. When they rebooted the system, the screen displayed a folder that no one had created, labeled simply:
DIGITAL_DECAY/

Inside were audio stems of a song that didn’t exist... unfamiliar chords, reversed vocal textures, and a faint female voice whispering a single line in intervals:

“Static Angel”



Addison said she recognized the voice but couldn’t remember from where.

“Digital Decay” became the band’s reconstruction of that anomaly. An anthem for memory loss in the information age, and Addison’s realization that immortality isn’t eternal life… it’s being preserved in a system that keeps dying around you.

Digital Decay (Remix)

w @gerdaxx
prod DJSTOLEYOURBAE

⠀
100 miles for me
100 miles to do the shit
i can cop any whip
if you follow lead
i threw bag onna bed 
if you meant to this
i put you onto me
if ur life is risk

(gerda)


red square, amsterdam, businesscore
business shit, business bitch on my own
i meatride srt with that hoe
i got this, i got this businesscore
businesscore, businesscore 
business jet, srt, need some more
i got friends, i got fleek - it would go
im just real, im just real - you don’t know

change how i feel (Odece)

Aterna

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