Nessa Barrett - nosebleeds

Wild Card - Nessa Barrett (Unreleased)

Surrender - Nessa Barrett (Unreleased)

Lucky Star by Nessa Barrett (Acoustic Version)

Lucky Star Acoustic - Nessa Barrett

poker face - nessa barrett unreleased

Love Me Still - Nessa Barrett (Unreleased)

nessa barrett - surrender (unreleased)

nessa barrett - angels cry (unreleased)

nessa barrett - just another girl to you (unreleased)

nessa barrett - to be okay (unreleased)

Hey SoundCloud Users and Abusers🤘
its officially Sunday the sickest day of the week WELCOME BACK it’s MY SICK SUNDAY! WHERE WE AT THO!? 
Today Im in recovery and Im thankful for being able to spread the joy of music and song. Since it can be such a truly healing experience, listening to a song that relates to what you are going through that no one can relate to with right now but someday that will change, and you may hear a song come on FINALLY that sings to your tormented soul. Trauma can affect everyone differently that’s why it’s really important to talk about it with people you can trust.

That’s why this song goes out to all the girls in my group therapy at outpatient treatment, counselors I’ve had, and other staff that has left a mark on my heart and everyone new I have met thus far in this sober journey. you have helped me get through some stuff I could never imagine getting through on my own seemed impossible now it’s possible with all of you so thank you! 😊 

Sincerely,

My Sick Sunday
PS: enjoy the next song on my unreleased underground album special ❤️ CompartMENTAL bc I come apart and become mental. Just like compartments we all have different stuff stored in like our memories and other parts that make us fall 

apart.  “Just trying to beliee…” as for the lyrics of the song below for your following along pleasure much love dudes and dudettes 🤣 💕 LOL                                                         			Folded Chairs

		by My Sick Sunday)

[Verse 1]
Coffee burns my tongue, another circle forms,
Names on stickers, ghosts in storms.
We laugh at pain like it’s a friend,
Every story bleeds again.

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a tremor in my hands,
But they clap for me — they understand.

[Chorus]
In these folded chairs, I find my knees,
Prayin’ to a god that sounds like me.
Drippin’ truth in Styrofoam cups,
We’re just tryin’ not to give up.
Yeah, in these sober rooms, I breathe,
Tryin’ to believe — tryin’ to believe.

[Verse 2]
Fluorescent lights hum like guilt,
Stories stacked on what we’ve built.
We trade our scars for second chances,
Broken hearts, but still, we dance.

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s a weight inside my chest,
But tonight, I’ll try my best.

[Chorus]
In these folded chairs, I find my knees,
Prayin’ to a god that sounds like me.
Drippin’ truth in Styrofoam cups,
We’re just tryin’ not to give up.
Yeah, in these sober rooms, I breathe,
Tryin’ to believe — tryin’ to believe.

[Bridge]
One day at a time feels slow,
But it’s faster than losin’ control.
We don’t fix — we just let go,
And somehow, that saves our souls.

[Breakdown]
No halos here, no holy ground,
Just lost ones tryin’ to be found.

[Final Chorus]
In these folded chairs, I find my knees,
Prayin’ to a god that sounds like me.
Every tear’s a war we’ve won,
Every breath, another sun.
Yeah, in these sober rooms, I breathe,
Tryin’ to believe — still tryin’ to believe.

15. Folded chairs by MSS

nessa barrett - angels cry (unreleased)

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