I love the EP!! and I hope you're doing well

feels like summer, feels like home, back 2 back 2 back feels, sooo good

this song is so underrated it hurts it’s so beautiful

My favorite one from this ep I sing this everyday

"it's so embarrassing, the way you even care at all.."
i'm sniffing kerosene and inhaling these aerosols
god gave my parents wings, my father flew away
my mother did the same but different, hope she found a better place

i thought i was asleep, i thought it was a dream
but i guess it was real, you were speaking to me
through some spiritual link that i thought couldn't exist
but my vision was void, with you standing in it

tell me what happened
tell me what happened
(the memories will only come to me in fractions)

tell me what happened
tell me what happened
(the memories will only come to me in fractions)

my youth is a blur
it's truth and it hurts
(the memories will only come to me in fractions)

the truth is a blur
the truth in it hurts
(the memories will only come to me in fractions)

frac/tions

i don't know how much i could change
even if i wanted to

even if i wanted

produced by @xainjaya
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"pastel figments" out now: https://open.spotify.com/album/32Degmbqyk8DIj0k3VgL7s

lyrics:

took down a spoonful of sentiment
not trying to hear the end of it now

choked on your words
spit it all out

yea i spit spit spit spit it all out
opps mid mid mid it's a callout
top 10, locked in whatcha scared of? 
interests fringe fringe fringe like a haircut

rare blood, i'm a type AB
air bud, i bite if u try and play me :3
baby, j biebs w the cherubs
arrow through the heart then it's RIP

arrow through the heart then it's RIP
bad luck from the start yea u know me :/

walking under ladders
i don't listen
superstition
i'm not scared

superposition
i'm not there
but i am
idc

make shards of all my mirrors
black cats gather
'round my path

atlas - sentiment

Falling down together

lyrics:

kiss me on the stairs
pull me closer to you
ill be what im not
if thats what it took to
turn back all my clocks
i cant help but lock up
how am i supposed to not?
im nervous…
picture perfect punch
reduce me down to dust
the touch is worth it
kiss me on the stairs
pull me in so close that im barely there
if you break my back, i dont care
or my neck, i dont care
or my ribs, i dont care
about my fingers or hair
or my skin, i dont care
i would lay it all bare

cascade

Look me in the Eyes

cover of bright eyes' song "false advertising"

false advertising

passed out in some garage
someone broke my guitar
spilled beer on your friend's couch
but i'm not fucking sorry
i'll see you tomorrow
i've gotta sleep some more
and when i leave your house
you'll hear me slam the door

i woke up in the eve-
ning with you in my bed
i wondered what was going on
i wondered what we said
both of us high as hell
surprised that we could speak
said something fucking stupid
and then you said to me

i don't know where i'm goin'
and i don't know what i feel
and i don't know who i am
or what is real

got a gig tonight
don't think i have a ride
supposed to start at 6
i'll be there at 9
what the hell's my name?
i don't remember it
and who plays in my band?
oh, i don't give a shit

i might hit the town
like where's the party at?
and stuff my fucking face
until i have a heart attack
i'm probably better off
a memory or dream
but for now i'm here
at least that's how it seems but

this was supposed to be a Christmas Song. (oops)

sHirt

feelin' gross & morose

lyrics:
don't love an artist
if you don't love yourself
'cause they'll paint all your flaws
and they'll make them look beautiful as hell

and don't love an artist
if you like what they make
'cause you'll be immortalized in thousands of notebook lines
and splotches of paint

and when they leave
you'll be stuck with a hole in your chest
with the scent of their skin
and the feel of their bed where they rest
and you can't forget
'cause you live in their works
and when you see those pieces
they just make you feel worse

'cause they knew who you are
oh, they knew very well
but the truth is that now
what you're left with is only a shell

so don't love an artist
'cause they'll take who you were
and they'll hide you in acronyms
bury you deep in the shapes of their words

and when they leave
you'll be stuck with a hole in your chest
with the scent of their skin
and the feel of their bed where they rest
and you can't forget
'cause you live in their works
and when you see those pieces
they just make you feel worse

they just make you feel worse

cascade

atlas

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