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out of control

am/pm (mory)

betterlucknexttime

i'm not responsible for your

LUST

(prod.davonghost)

𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓻𝓾𝓷 𝓪𝔀𝓪𝔂

Lyrics:

im high af
but is it high enough
but do i give a fuck
the smoke will never stop
consciousness
i think im tapping in
im never tappin out
i keep on blowing out
are you high enough?
i mean im high i guess
to drown out all the lows
so i keep diving in

WARPED KRYSTALZ

happy valentines day <3
Lyrics:
(W-Wanna see the real me?)
(You can never die!)

I said baby keep it real
I miss your touch 
I been pushing her away 
All cuz I can never trust
If you just give me a chance 
I can show you its just us
You can hold onto my hands
I promise I just want your love
Do you ever think about me just the way I think of you?
Long nights ain't a call or text
I'm looking at the moon
You can hit me any time
Cuz your voice my favorite tune
If you asking for some space
Then Babe you better see me soon
And now you know this once we locked in
Yeah you stuck here straight with me
When I looked inside your eyes
I know were really meant to be
But I miss you I'm sorry if I ever seem crazy
And I hope you're never happy
Unless it is just with me

I said baby keep it real
I miss your touch 
I been pushing her away 
All cuz I can never trust
If you just give me a chance 
I can show you its just us
You can hold onto my hands
I promise I just want your love
Do you ever think about me just the way I think of you?
Long nights ain't a call or text
I'm looking at the moon
You can hit me any time
Cuz your voice my favorite tune
If you asking for some space
Then Babe you better see me soon
And now you know this once we locked in
Yeah you stuck here straight with me
When I looked inside your eyes
I know were really meant to be
But I miss you I'm sorry if I ever seem crazy
And I hope you're never happy
Unless it is just with me
(I love you Tokyo)
(P-Play of the game)

i hope you're never happy unless it is just with me
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STUCKWITHME

EMPATHY

RISING

April 21, 2024

THE PAST

SHIZO ARTILLERY

up2top (OMG)

Poisoned Hearts And Dirty Wings

Hyper Combo

Full Deck

Hi! This is a free for non-profit song produced by one of my favs! Hope you love!

"experimenting the arts to ALLURE."

LYRICS:
Tired of this
Where have you been?
Tired of this 
Same old, same old, yeah
Tired of this
Where have you been?
Tired of this
Same old, same old, yeah

I'm done (Where you been?)
I'm done (Where you at?)
I'm done 
So (Drunk text)
I'm done (Where you been?)
I'm done (Where you at?)
I'm done 
So (Drunk text)

Done saying the same old thing
What you doing?
What is your name?
Weathers nice, but I'm letting you know
I'm done, I'm done

Done being the bait at one end
Where you stayin'?
How have you been?
Introduction cancels out cause I'm done
So done

(Where you been?)
I'm done (Where you at?)
I'm done 
So (Drunk text)
I'm done (Where you been?)
I'm done (Where you at?)
I'm done 
So (Drunk text)

Tired of this (So tired)
Where have you been? (So tired)
Tired of this (So tired)
Same old, same old, yeah
Tired of this (So tired)
Where have you been? (So tired)
Tired of this (So tired)
Same old, same old, yeah

I'M DONE (prod. axidrain)

I wrote this song on a paper napkin in a bar, while waiting for the buyer of the 40 grams of gold that a friend had given me to sell, since she had to pay the hospital where she was admitted. She had been diagnosed with terminal cancer and only had days, maybe a couple of weeks, left to live. Two weeks after I wrote this song, she passed away in the company of her son.

This song is dedicated to Laura Linares. May she rest in peace.

I was sitting in a bar,
the minutes refused to move ahead,
I saw Verónica walk by,
in her skin-tight pants,
her tits and her bra all a disguise,
with the truth between her legs she never wished to hide.

With a coffee and a glass of soda,
sitting there watching people pass me by,
I thought I was the only strange one,
I didn't know there were so many of us.

The hours stood still as I waited there,
in that bar with 40 grams of gold,
it was golden and light, it looked like a can,
it was a favor for a sick friend,
she needed to pay the hospital where she was.

But forty grams could never pay,
for your health when you get the bad news,
that the cancer has spread its wings,
and all that's left is waiting for the end.
And these forty grams of fragile hope,
are weightless against the silence of a tear.
They can't cure the sound of that diagnosis,
or bring the color back to a fading face.
The gold it shines, but it lights up no darkness,
it only illuminates what you can no longer hold.

So many stories cross paths in this bar,
a mosaic of laughter and of sorrows.
A young mother, with a rage for life,
yells at her son for a dropped ice cream cone.
Further away, another with a teacher's patience,
explains the world with crumbs of medialuna.

And two lovers in a furious fight,
he swore eternal love, she showed him the door.
His hands were shaking just a bit too much,
her pride was cracking in her voice.
And me right here, with a treasure in my palm,
a silent witness to a crumbling soul.

And life, like a river from this window,
carries broken dreams and seeds of joy.
It's a fabric woven from golden and dark threads,
where death and an ice cream cone cross on the sidewalk.
And I, just a loose thread in this tapestry,
learned that value isn't weighed, it's felt within.

'Cause forty grams could never pay,
for your health when you get the bad news,
that the cancer has spread its wings,
and all that's left is waiting for the end.
And these forty grams of fragile hope,
are weightless against the silence of a tear.
They can't cure the sound of that diagnosis,
or bring the color back to a fading face.
The gold it shines, but it lights up no darkness,
it only illuminates what you can no longer hold.

And these forty grams of delicate hope

Anti-hero love songs for real life—presence over pedestal. Every track treats care like a protocol: stand by, hold the seam, pass the light.

betterlucknexttime

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