An Addict's Thoughts

@hellasketchy

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original piece used for cover: http://iamnotsadatall.tumblr.com/post/124478460568

warped tour (prod. hella sketchy)

olive jacket, magenta hair
pale skin with a piercing stare
you see through my eyes to my brain
swallowed whole by an empty void
wondered if i'd be destroyed
but somehow you saved me from it

speak in tongues through a speakerphone
never see what i need to know
i always just do at the end
question morals and need support
swapping spit in a pillow fort
i'm drunk on a sunday again

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

white lies on the telephone
might cry if i make it home
but something tells me that i won't
water bottle of alcohol
on my teacher's desk in a middle school
we all must find our escapes

broken clasp on a cookie jar
empty cabinets, looking hard
for something to eat in this place
going hungry or maybe starving
myself because i hate who i am
oh, i do, oh yes, i do

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

frozen shut

produced by me, featuring great vocals from @smrtdeath

i don't know
where i am
i'm searching for something
to replace your hand and

i don't know
where you went
i just want you back
in my arms again

fix this (feat. smrtdeath)

produced by @aimless-beats
art by twitter.com/ahahamadork

back at it again

i write inside of the eye of the storm
with a hyphen-divided title that sidles by in the shadows
hyper-drive when you trying to ride beside in the morn
with that iodine on my clothing, i wash it out with the form
no pauses, no breaks, and i don't talk to no fakes no more
they all snakes, no more of that
i could write a gorgeous rap and probably make a quarter sack
but i would rather throw it like a quarterback

motherfuckers hoarded that style, and now they bored of it
i'm bored of y'all, i wish half these cats in my tapestry acted more involved
i wish they'd address me as majesty when i tour the mall
and i wish all the haters that message me could afford it all
it's kinda sad, i don't know what it's like to rhyme that bad
i don't know what it's like to be that kind of mad
i do know what it's like, to sit looking back at the times they had
in passing, but i'm focused on pressing pencil to writing pad aptly

and i don't mean to end abruptly
but i seem to be disgusting all the people here to judge me
and that's lovely, while y'all are obsessing over some painted nails
i'm hopping the safety rails, exiting while the train derails
and this is patience, stale as ever in the passing sense
frail as ever, such a fragile wimp to battle with... yeah
and i don't mean to be a masochist
but after all the shit y'all put me through, i'm kinda glad ya' did

'cause i don't really care for the world these days
the world these days
i got too many homies out here seeing early graves
seeing early graves
and everything is dull when the world's such a boring gray
such a boring gray
i got too many homies out here seeing early graves
seeing early graves

early graves (prod. aimless)

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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)

Atlas-My Body Is A Hell

cute trap shit

lyrics:
i'm just tryna hold your hand
put some diamonds on your wrist
got some ice behind my lips
you can feel it when we kiss, wait
(x4)

gas in my lungs, bars in my text files
snuggling a cutie with a name straight out of x-files
can't even pronounce the fuckin' names on my textiles
i just dropped a rack on these lames, i gotta flex now

i might get cash, spit raps
been that, been the best, yeah, whatever
i'm magic, just got my hogwarts
acceptance letter
they asking how i've been
i'm just like, "never better"
cash flow come so steady
like a sturdy boat in the best of weather, oh, my

they paying homage to me soon
my new whip so much knee room
might drop a band on some seafood
and i don't even like seafood

but i sure do like you...
i guess that's what's really matters
make the competition scatter
you say i'm cute, i'm fuckin' flattered, wait

just know that i fuck with you
in fact, i kinda think you dummy cute
(x3)

and if your favorite chip is really bbq
then i'ma grab a few and we can kick it, okay, yeah, peace

i'm just tryna hold your hand
put some diamonds on your wrist
got ice behind my lips
you can feel it when we kiss, wait
(x4)

DUMMY CUTE

Don't get too lit out there kiddies UwU

Big thanks to @ssunndae for this dope beat

(I do not own the artwork)

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
I'm at this party
I think it's too much
People are screaming
I threw up my lunch
It got in her face 
It's a swing and a miss
Sorry for vomiting 
On your new kicks
And the room is
Getting kinda hazy
I start feeling
Kinda lazy
Everybodys doing coke
I tell myself
I'm not that crazy
Fuck that shit
I'm smoking weed
They say that I'm
hella weak
I would rather be at home 
Than hear these people
Fuckin sneeze

So I'll go sleep inside
Your parents bed
Turns out there are people
here that are already having sex 
I'd ask if I could join but
I don't wanna catch an STD
Also when I walked in they
Both started being really mean

(Hook)
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine

(Verse 2)
It's 6AM
Past my bedtime
I drank too much
I think I might die
Tonight 
Got sadder thoughts
I don't feel right
My ride is gone
Guess I'll stay here
Tonight

I don't wanna dance
Where the hell are all my friends
Throwing up again ain't fun
Cops are here were on the run
We think that we own the night
Tell a girl I met goodbye
Now I'm walking all alone
Maybe my mom will be home and

I've been down this road before
I would like to think I'm fine
Last I checked I felt  sore
More or less I'll be alright
  
(Outro) 
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine

I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine
I'll be fine