i got bitches in my phone
thinkin that i am the one
when i’m not tryna bring em home

he wanna freak it in the bathroom
oh, and we fucked on his couch too
i know he wanna see what that mouth do
oh fr?
asking like he’s too scared to
get involved with a bitch like me
everytime i’m out why you stressin me 
finessin me, it feels like you’re hexin me
you best believe this ain’t shit you’ve ever seen

why do i feel like i’m missing something from my mind
when all i do is sit and waste away inside

coochie love
coochie magic
coochie everything
forget the rest ‘cause i’m the best 
i’m all you need

i’ll text you first but it’s performative 
i burn out so fast i don’t know what normal is
probably won’t reply to strangers on the internet
it’s just because i’m not impressed
stepping out of my comfort zone
only when i’m manic
it’s all i’ve ever known
people think i’m stupid ‘cause i hold my tongue
no one knows i feel so deeply even though i’m just so young

i hate this it all sounds the same 
it just makes things worse ‘cause they can’t feel the shift inside my brain
no stimulation, no connection promised
i don’t know maybe i’m just being way too honest

they wanted longer songs, gave it to them 
but no one listened to the words that i had written
i kept coding everything in fucking metaphors
because it would’ve opened all the doors to
the inside of my mind, everything that i feel all the time
cant tell who’s wrong or who’s right
different colors change in my mind
i reference all my older songs
repeating thoughts ive had before
but i fear that no ones listening

i hate this it all sounds the same 
it just makes things worse ‘cause they can’t feel the shift inside my brain
no stimulation, no connection promised
i don’t know maybe i’m just being way too honest

HONEST

$TEREO w/ HEADPHON3 JACK

eyes like letters left unread
baby come back to bed
come and sleep next to me 
forget what i had said

you have a way about you there’s just something in the way you move
call me and i’ll follow through
make me fade right into you
i hate it when you talk to me
it makes me wanna fuckin leave
this ain’t how it’s meant to be
you’ll always be apart of me

i haven’t felt love since your soul touched mine
and now i think about it all the time
missing you comes in waves, i’m drowning
cant find a pulse ‘cause you’re my heartbeat

you have a way about you there’s just something in the way you move
call me and i’ll follow through
make me fade right into you
(and i’m on one, i always take it too far
i wanna feel you, and all your heart shaped scars)
i hate it when you talk to me
it makes me wanna fuckin leave
this ain’t how it’s meant to be
you’ll always be apart of me

i don’t need to be right
i just wanna understand
i love you as much today, as i did back then
you don’t need to talk
your music says more than you ever do
hold me until we smell the same
watch me fade right into you

HEART

R!Z ft. AN|3U (prod. Kid Axl)

i hate to keep quiet, leave us in the past
living life without you, it’s moving so fast
on the night you told me i was like the moon
i couldn’t imagine that you’d leave so soon

you’re in my dreams
but how could this be
it feels like my mind is playing tricks on me
i made a group of new friends and we hang out on the weekends
and we hang out on the weekends
and we hang out on the weekends
(then why do i keep wishing you were here with me)

you left me so broken, i was falling apart
i hope you’re doing fine wherever you are
i wanna stop hoping you’ll come back
‘cause i want out of my head

FINE

Eleven (prod. notamachine + nightmare + freezepop)

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Stuck on you (BabyGhost+Busby999+4ustin+Jon Boy) prod. busby999&4ustin

Season of Receiving

rhythmic, electronic, sleep, pop, playful

Закрой глаза, дорогая.

Verse 1
knights in shining armor riding a dying horse. 

Chorus 
Who we are? Heroes of the abandened words. We are poets.

Verse 2
flies in a room full af spiders. 

Chorus 
Who we are? Heroes of the abandened words. We are poets.

Verse 3
caterpillars that work an entire life to be butterflies for a day. 

Chorus 
Who we are? Heroes of the abandened words. We are poets.

Verse 4
dreamers in a place where dreaming is considered fog in front af a speeding car. 

Chorus 
Who we are? Heroes of the abandened words. We are poets.

Verse 5
we are writers bleeding words
on pages that are always empty. 

Chorus 
Who we are? Heroes of the abandened words. We are poets.

Verse 6
writing until our blood becames ink and our fingers became pen. 

Chorus 
Who we are? Heroes of the abandened words. We are poets.

Verse 7
writing until the simple act of moving a pen becomes breathing.

who we are?

🧚🏾‍♀️ 2016-2023 🧚🏾‍♀️

HEART

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