Lil Kin - tears won't fall [unmastered]

cover of bright eyes' song "false advertising"

false advertising

sample: it looks sad - creature

i saw you in the window of my room
i saw you in the window of my room last night again
i screamed, "please don't go" at you
but those fragile bones still seemed to move so fast
and i know it hurts to hear
but i'm just no god damn good, my dear
i promise you i would not lie
i die to live and live to die

no one ever told me what the words feel like
no one ever told me what the words felt like
when you're asleep in empathy
and i'm awake in entropy

i met you in the parking lot outside of the high school
breathing in the fumes from cigarettes and trying to act cool
you asked me "do you hate yourself? i can tell you fit the part"
i said "self loathing? listen, just don't even start"
can't put into words the way that you intimidated me
was fighting with a mirror over which side was the fakery
we shared our stories, showed our scars
made that promise, crashed your car

no one ever told me what the words feel like
no one ever told me what the words felt like
when you're asleep inside a ditch
passenger seat, i lie and twich 'cause
no one ever told me what the words feel like
no one ever told me what the words felt like
i watched you die and spoke your name
but neither of us felt the same

NO ONE EVER TOLD ME

decided i was going to start an emo band by myself and made this in around four hours

hope it's decent enough for the internet

yelling softly, speaking to you
i can read that expression that you do
it screams loudly towards my eyes
"either something's wrong or someone died"
i'm struggling with everyday things
like going to the bank or buying groceries for us
and it's nothing for you to brush me off like dust on your jacket sleeve
but something in you won't let it happen this week

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
how can i be such a
big fuck up?

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

asking questions you don't even know the answer to
it makes no sense, still it's the only thing that i can do
i wish i was invisible for just one day of my life
i'd be so much better off if i disappeared for eternity
late night phone calls, missing your touch
nothing says "i don't need you these days," quite like not answering does
i am sorry for my mistakes
i'm but a fragile addition to something uncouth, you're the nucleus of this whole world

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
how can i be such a
big fuck up?

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

day drink

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

dont love an artist

don't love an artist

it's never enough </3

lyrics:
i'm prodding around this vacancy
this empty hole you left in me
i thought i'd fill it soon
with someone else's skin and you would too
i'm sorry for you how feel
i know you see that swerve behind the wheel
you see yourself inside the ground
and i know i can't fix you with sound

but i can try

if you'll open up your eyes
and i'll show you the way i dive
into this ocean of dismay
this terrifying grey in which i sleep
and there's no disguise
i just wait for my demise
as it comes towards me
it can't ignore me...

anymore

and i'll keep losing friends
whether it's to death or to the wind
it's such a passing trend
being a breathing and living person
at least it seems that way these days
with how often my loved ones slip away
i'm growing concerned for my safety...

i hope i'm not next
i'm too scared to die
the concept is frightening
but still i can try
and i hope you're not next
i love you too much
everything you say
i use as a crutch

so open up your eyes
and i'll show you the way i dive
into this ocean of dismay
this terrifying grey in which i sleep
i know the void
all my patience is destroyed
when i start panicking again
and start ignoring all my friends

but i hope i'm not next
i'm too scared to die
the concept is frightening
but still i can try
and i hope you're not next
i love you too much
everything you say
is never enough

NEVER ENOUGH

PRODUCED BY @NOSENTENCES

SHOUTOUT RYAN AKA NO SENTENCES 

GUCCI BELT ON MY FOREHEAD 

GANG

lyrics:
gold on my body, i feel a spartan 
my neck fucking froze like it came from the arctic 
yung shark in the water, i swim for my target 
i bite on your bitch like a wolf in the harvest 
my chain got them rocks like a dig site 
my name on the block like i'm selling 'em too 
and my gang prolly knock in a fist fight 
with that raf on my socks and margelia my shoes 

my life is a movie, you stuck in a rerun 
i'm so far ahead, none these pussies can keep up 
i ball on these hoes at your college like d1 
she suck me so quick i might call it a speedrun 
812 'til i move out... 
keep it 812 'til my friends do, too 
saying, 812 'til the benz out 
fuck it, 812 'til the iced out coupe, i'm gone 

just kidding, i'm back 
had to come through, start shitting on tracks 
selling mad beats, make a living off rap 
but nobody buys yours like digimon packs 
and i know it's to hard to hear, but i been the best (been the best) 
and i got 'em all running like the fitness test (pacer) 
second that they see they chick send a text (send a text) 
balling like reggie back in 2006 (pacers) 

31, 31, flavors... 
i don't give a fuck about your major, man 
i'm bouta hit up la like the lakers 
got some cuties out in cali tryna take my hand

and it's way too fucking easy, y'all just don't believe me 
high school friends gon' call me once i'm on the tv
i don't give a

i don't even pick up, i don't even give 'em cd's 
i don't fuck with y'all, and i ain't signing treaties
i don't give a fuck

DOWNLOAD

IDGAF

atlas - Well-Rested

this is a song about dissociating 

produced by fats'e 
soundcloud.com/youngburial 
twitter.com/youngburial 

art by ghostly pixels 
twitter.com/ghostly_pixels

lyrics:
laying alone, i dissociate 
laying alone 

i saw a pictureframe 
and it turned out to be a mirror 
my reflection's so much clearer 
when i'm not aware it's me 

i saw a maple tree 
it was growing in my head 
when everybody else was dead 
and i climbed up it just to see 

i saw myself again 
but i stood outside my being 
i could understand that being 
isn't all there is to be 

i see the future now 
got too distracted by the present 
to remember that my head is 
not a vehicle for fear 

and it's a long way down if you fall 
and it's a long way up if you don't 

and it's a long way down if you fall 
and it's a long way out, so 

i sit in the center 
and i ponder my disinterest 
for it all 

it's a lot easier 
to imagine ending things 
(to imagine ending things) 
when i'm watching myself 
from the third person 
(from the third person) 

it's a lot easier 
to imagine changing things 
(to imagine changing things) 
when i'm watching myself 
from the third person 
(from the third person)

dissociate (prod. fats'e)

download <3

@youngburial

pretty fucking emo so here's this

lyrics:
put up a facade and you saw right through it
told me i was worthless but i already knew it
i don't care how i die as long as i do it
don't care how i die as long as i do it

put up a facade and you saw right through it
told me i was worthless but i already knew it
i don't care how i die as long as i do it
please close your eyes, i don't wanna put you through it
at all

hair in my eyes, i can't see straight
drugs in my veins makes me knees shake
baby, won't you hold my hand while i limp through the hall
feeling trapped in my mind, need an escape

every day is just a mess of depressive episodes
panic in my room over never letting go
singing songs you've never heard about that seven-letter word
this anxiety gon' place me in the wreckage in the snow

i'm tired, so tired all the time
this stress on my back's been severing my spine
no, i'm never doing fine

put up a facade and you saw right through it
told me i was worthless but i already knew it
i don't care how i die as long as i do it
don't care how i die as long as i do it

put up a facade and you saw right through it
told me i was worthless but i already knew it
i don't care how i die as long as i do it
please close your eyes, i don't wanna put you through it
at all

facade (prod. fats'e)

cover photo taken by mads

chain smoke the hunger away
only eating one meal a day
on a good day, but the good days
will never come

i got so used to loss
that is sort of became part of me
i lose myself in my head
i lose my patience in the agony

i lost my youth in the fallout
of somebody else

who took advantage of trust
and left me hating myself

it's always there in my dreams
i put myself through your hell

why did you do those things to me?

sit down on the side of my bed
and contemplate the endless nothing sat inside of my head
it's such a slow burn, but the candle
is always lit

i got so used to fear
it learned to manifest in me
i fear the ending of it all
i fear your reckless apathy

i fear that everything's boring
and nothing will help

it's like it's all in a cycle
my dwindling health

i feel the breath of the reaper
on the side of my neck

why do i still get out of bed?