The message behind this is unreal,atlas thank you for giving us your genius man,it’s beautiful.

I showed my friend atlas, this was their favorite song by her. Now theyre ignoring me and i dunno why. Life sucks :)<3

bro i used to listen to this in middle school now im in college

Ykws funny? This time, it was a friend that already liked atlas. And they blocked me everywhere..I think. Their fav song was it happens//dirt.

cant believe he made all the radio music for ooga booga on roblox. underrated af

So happy to see people still finding atlas

@hellasketchy

:-)

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

warped tour (prod. hella sketchy)

@mt-marcy

LYRICS:
i'm sick of trembling in fear at the idea of death
since it's always on my mind i just hide in my bed
"everybody's scared of it" is what my therapist said
but my case seems worse, when i've barely been fed

because the kitchen's too far to desire the steps
it'd take to make it down the stairs and try to find a baguette
or something similar that wouldn't make my stomach upset
it doesn't feel like this is real, yeah, my mind is a mess

the only times it seems clear is when music is played
some relatable creator says i'll soon be okay
or when reading poetry trying to soothe the dismay
and i can lose my insecurities in cute little sayings, like

"why frown when the sun goes down,
if you'll wake in the morning to such nice sounds
when the nighttime creeps, well your eyes might weep
but that's just moonlight tryna find nice people"

"why frown when the sun comes 'round
even if you feel shaken or upside down
when the daytime hits, you'll be great, my friend
just make it through this, just make it through this"

"why frown when the sun comes 'round
even if you feel shaken or upside down
when the daytime hits, you'll be great, my friend
just make it through this, you can make it through this"

meurte

such nice sounds (prod. mt. marcy)

@mt-marcy

and he had... a mind like a great force
with eyes like a forecast, heart like a rainstorm
brainstorm problems with solutions in the same form
of course we're both talented, sweetie, that's what we aim for
perfect match, certified, heard him laugh, curtains wide
watching through the windows while my home was being burglarized
my home being my heart, and the windows being my hurting eyes
you ever met someone cute enough that you'd share your curly fries?
'cause i have... and i can say that truthfully
a demon from below, who'd have thought that an angel'd stoop to me?
see, i don't think god's out there, but i don't care what you believe
i will pray for you to be my darling 'til i lose my teeth
and age into a state that's far from happiness and jubilee
and stay up in the night until i'm growing used to losing sleep
if you're in my dreams, then i'll count sheep, wake up, hit snooze, repeat
and hope whoever's out there can grant the wish you've accrued in me for...

you, you, you, you (x4)

you (prod. mt marcy)

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

@southvb

more like GAYboy lmao RT

lyrics:
i just want my hand held, i ain't talking gameboys
and i ain't been in magazines, but me and you can play, boy
i'm looking for the same joy, the same touch and smolder
that i get when i lay my head down on your shoulder
that's real... i always wanna know how you feel
you bring me out my great depressions, i think you're the new deal
i'm staring at you in the mirror like fucking blue steel
wide-eyed, smiling, i'm just tryna help your mood heal

so if there's anything that i can do
to help the weaker side of you
just lemme know and i can move
my schedule up and down

i'm sorry if i haven't been
the best at how i'm managing
the problems that i'm handling
my head was in the ground

and truly, it's a miracle
that you are even near me, whether
fruitless or endearing
i'll be happy you're around

and if you're feeling terrible,
your sicknesses unparalled,
your headache is unbearable,
just step into the sound

i don't mind at all
my ibuprofen and my tylenol
are yours at the sound of your sirens' call
'cause i ain't letting you hurt tonight at all
tonight at all

i don't mind at all
my ibuprofen and my tylenol
are yours at the sound of your sirens' call
'cause i ain't letting you hurt tonight at all
tonight at all

handheld (prod. south.vibe)

@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)

happy early valentine's day uwu

produced by @byrook1e and @skyhighbeatss 
mixed by @halberd-3000
cover art designed by @landosmusic

lyrics:
it feels like i'm skydiving when i text you 
rose petals on the floor outside your bedroom 
sunshine, whenever you smile, it's the best view 
i was at the bottom waiting for a rescue 

but now it's like a paradise enveloped in light 
everyone's probably aware, but i'ma tell 'em despite 
even telling 'em twice, you're a hella delight 
you've got a smile like a story that i'd tell every night 

and if you're feeling sickly, i'ma break out the campbell's 
and make sure you get your hand held damn well 
if you can't tell, i'm in a bit of a trance 
such a pretty romance, the way it fits in the plans 

it's like a sundress on an early afternoon 
up next, i'm just curling up with you 
no question, i guess that it's the truth 
you're just really fuckin' cute 

sunshine, i'm watching 
through the window 
i can hear the birds outside 

sunshine, there's something 
in the air 
i can feel it when you're there

sunshine

produced by @jhfly

lyrics:

i often sit and wonder how your hand would feel
if we were sitting on my carpet sharing chamomile
keep a lot of little secrets that i can't reveal
until we're high at 3 am just sharing chamomile
(x2)

i guess...

i've got a letters that i've written
a few of them i'm tempted to incinerate
they tend to pile up around my desk
at the frequency of sadness and dinner plates
it's easy to get lost inside of memories
it's harder to pretend that isn't bothersome
you told me 'bout your favorite kinds of flowers
so i went to the market and i got you some

i didn't even break down when i left my house
i didn't even get anxious when i went out
you know the words never sound quite right when they leave my mouth
but, darling, just finish your tea, and we'll go lay down
we can go lay down

i often sit and wonder how your hand would feel
if we were sitting on my carpet sharing chamomile
keep a lot of little secrets that i can't reveal
until we're high at 3 am just sharing chamomile

flowers ep

chamomile (prod. jhfly)

produced by @mt_fujitive

lyrics:

life has got me feeling discombobulated, in place of common phrases
all i say are awkward statements in every conversation
often sitting cautious, pacing, dropping frames in talks with strangers
making observations, in that awful cadence
i've been rather quiet since a sophomore
every time my voice comes out my mouth, it sounds like nails on a chalkboard
saving pieces shattered as my age increases faster
i can make my thesis matter if i learn to fuckin' talk more

but that's just an inkling, small talk is always shrinking
and this ship will always sink until we fill in all the gaps
i've made some dumb decisions and evaded inhibitions
digging graves for my ambitions just to make it on the map
which seems ironic at present, given my title
periodically stepping through this recital
i've practiced a thousand times, messaging with my idols
and definitely sounding like a dumbass when i try tho

i treat a soundcloud page like a diary
and push away all the people who inspire me--sorry
so afraid of the person i should try to be
and it seems, by now, they should kinda be sorry

discombobulated (prod. mt. fujitive)

an ode to escapism

lyrics:
when the dialogue
makes you think you're gonna die soon
i don't listen for the dial tone
i just lay alone and cry

'cause there are such sad songs on the radio
and all my old friends are laying low
trying not to be the people they're afraid of
don't you know?

and the centerpiece
is a little bit of everything
this cacophony is deafening
but no one else can seem to hear

when there are such sad songs on your stereo
and all your old friends don't care at all
trying not to fall apart
they can't take it anymore

when the morning comes
and everything is still amiss
you turn your tv on
and then regret it while you sit

'cause there are such sad stories on the morning news
and every death toll takes more from you
there's an armed gunman in the store with you
it seems, oh, it seems

so you go back to bed
and pretend it's all a dream
if you convince yourself
it's only numbers on a screen

then all the fucked up things that keep happening
will feel much less real than they have to be
much less real than they
actually are

such sad songs

is this really life?

produced/written by me
mastered by biskwiq 
art by skirt

lyrics:
when you're standing at your window in your bathrobe
like you do
like you do

talking to your mother on your cell phone
turning blue
you can't move

she says, "ayla, are you eating like you're supposed to?
tell the truth
i know you"

you wonder if she knows about the old youth
that you knew
what's the use?

i wonder if there's more out there
nothing really feels quite right these days
ayla, if you hear my voice
promise me you'll stay awake
i wonder if there's more out there
nothing really feels quite right these days
ayla, if you hear my voice
promise me you'll stay away

when you're staring at the ceiling in your bedroom
every night
flickering lights

from the broken bulbs in street lamps that surround you
paint you white
seconds at a time

you face the wall you used to put your back to
scatter lines
pass the time

you feel as though you're trapped inside a vacuum
can't be right
is this really life?

i wonder if there's more out there
nothing really feels quite right these days
ayla, if you hear my voice
promise me you'll stay awake
i wonder if there's more out there
nothing really feels quite right these days
ayla, if you hear my voice
promise me you'll stay away

such sad songs

atlas

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