i hate waking up on the floor

INDECISIVE FT. bliind lynx

its been a while
luv u all

Lyrics:

its like were the same 
nothin has changed at all
not a glance was exchanged
so do u even know if im not okay, im not okay

ur not liking home
but you dont wanna be anywhere else
if i was alone
would you still reach out for help, for help
it feels like a dream nothin is what it seems
but if i could wake up
would i even want to?

its not ur fault 
yet you still try to make up up for things you didnt do

its always been you
the entire thing comes right back to me
with certainty
why would u ever need me?
it feels like a dream nothing is what it seems
but if i could wake up
would i even want to?

anywhere else

hope you guys enjoy this track ,, I will work to getting it on all platforms eventually <3

I'd take it back if I could

lyrics:

You can hear my cries but you gave up yeah
I don't want to die but you make my life tough
And bring me to my worst
Why do I bother
When you told me that you need a hug
Yeah you're pulling me in close
Turning my bones to dust
Heart in your hand and you just crush
This time I'm honest
You can hear my cries but you gave up yeah
I don't want to die but you make my life tough
And bring me to my worst
Why do I bother
When you told me that you need a hug
Yeah you're pulling me in close
Turning my bones to dust
Heart in your hand and you just crush
This time I'm honest

Yeah
I can't seem to ever get away
Uh
Stick around show me who a fake
Yeah
Chewing through your lies like a steak
Uh
Bloody like a toothache
Yeah
I hope I'm not just someone in your way
Uh
Addicted to your body and your face
I
Don't want to get rid of your remains
If you hate me then say that
Screaming out in my ear but I don't hear shit
Paint her picture perfect so don't act deaf
Don't go acting deaf

You can hear my cries but you gave up yeah
I don't want to die but you make my life tough
And bring me to my worst
Why do I bother
When you told me that you need a hug
Yeah you're pulling me in close
Turning my bones to dust
Heart in your hand and you just crush
This time I'm honest
You can hear my cries but you gave up yeah
I don't want to die but you make my life tough
And bring me to my worst
Why do I bother
When you told me that you need a hug
Yeah you're pulling me in close
Turning my bones to dust
Heart in your hand and you just crush
This time I'm honest

You just crush
Heart in your hand and you just crush
Yeah you crush
Don't go acting deaf

crush

Lyrics:

Dig your nails in my back hearing you beg
Said you cant get enough
Love the taste of your blood biting your neck
Show me how much you can take
Push you to the edge, my tongue cuts in like its a knife
There's no need to hold back cause my lips give you the breath of life

Feel the negative presence when you're here
But I cant get enough
Waking up from a dream to a nightmare
Don't know how much I can take
Push me to the edge, lets take our time to redefine our fate
I don't know if we should stop, our lives are always put at stake

Woah
Woah
You wrapped around inside my head and now I cant let go
You pushed me to the other side I've fallen so below
You wrapped around inside my head and now I cant let go
Your pretty face wanted me dead
This time you'll be alone

Dig your nails in my back hearing you beg
Said you cant get enough
Love the taste of your blood biting your neck
Show me how much you can take
Push you to the edge, my tongue cuts in like its a knife
There's no need to hold back cause my lips give you the breath of life

Feel the negative presence when you're here
But I cant get enough
Waking up from a dream to a nightmare
Don't know how much I can take
Push me to the edge, lets take our time to redefine our fate
I don't know if we should stop, our lives are always put at stake

Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah, oh

take

Plaything (prod. injury)

this song is a tribute to my best friend who passed away . rest easy brother . 

miss you dearly

[Verse 1]
You flap your lies like broken wings,
Spillin’ venom in the bloodline stream.
Every dinner table turned to war,
Every scar you left—I keep the score.

[Pre-Chorus]
You called it love, but it reeked of spite,
You burned the bridge and lit the night.
Now all that fuel you poured on me,
Is the fire that’ll set you free.

[Chorus]
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Light the match to your own abuse.
Every drop of hate you threw,
Comes right back to smother you.
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Taste the fire of the truth you loosed.
Family flames don’t burn out clean,
So choke on the gas, go drink gasoline.

[Verse 2]
You strutted proud in a crooked crown,
Dragged our name through the ashes town.
Fed on chaos, fed on pain,
But every feast will rot your name.

[Pre-Chorus]
Your poison tongue don’t make you king,
It’s just the sound of suffering.
And when the fire finds your fuse,
Remember what I screamed at you:

[Chorus]
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Light the match to your own abuse.
Every drop of hate you threw,
Comes right back to smother you.
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Taste the fire of the truth you loosed.
Family flames don’t burn out clean,
So choke on the gas, go drink gasoline.

[Bridge]
Blood’s no bond when the blood runs black,
Every curse you gave, I’m giving back.
You think you’re fire? You’re just a spark,
Dying fast in the endless dark.

[Breakdown]
Fuel your lies—watch them bleed,
Your legacy’s kerosene.
You want war? Then cut me loose,
Here’s your toast: gasoline goose.

[Final Chorus]
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Light the match to your own abuse.
Every drop of hate you threw,
Comes right back to smother you.
Go drink gasoline, goose!
Taste the fire of the truth you loosed.
Family flames don’t burn out clean,
So choke on the gas, go drink gasoline.

[Outro]
Feathers burn and ashes bloom,
Your hate became your living tomb.
No excuse, no truce—
Go drink gasoline, goose.

Go Drink Gasoline Goose

 Collapse Into Glory is a post-hardcore descent into sacred fire—twelve tracks forged from scripture, silence, and rebellion. It’s a record of prophets and prisoners, of altars that don’t burn and crowns earned through blood. Each song confronts the tension between spectacle and truth, between riot and whisper, between the blade and the breath that follows.

 This isn’t worship—it’s war. From the wilderness to the grave, from temptation to transfiguration, the album walks through collapse to find what’s holy in the wreckage. It’s for the faithful who scream, bleed, and rise. Glory doesn’t come clean—it comes through fire.


Scars Like Scripture

New revision of my original track Comatose.  Hope you enjoy!

I'd take it back if I could

Augustus