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qwerty

i’m really sorry about the last time
i lost my cool
it was such an out of character thing to do
take me back to the days when
we were standing in your kitchen
took a tab now i’m trippin

and i was stuck there just greening out
the taste of acid in my mouth
your voice is still in the back of my head
it’s just a little quieter now

i’m gonna miss your arms around my waist
you can’t lie and say that it wasn’t great
the time that we spent together 
i’ll think of it forever

all the pain left when you touched me
now i’m tangled in my sheets
i didn’t think that you’d leave me
now i guess that we’re history

COOL

the universe keeps blessing me
but i feel like i’m being ungrateful for all the things that are granted to me
as time goes on i realize how much i needed you by my side
but we were running out of time

but your hand fits in mine
and you’re always on my mind
you’re tryna ruin my life
and i don’t know why

so who are you running from
i guess it’s all your demons
i’m not the one who’s gonna sit and stay
when i don’t know what to say

i deeply crave a connection
but they seem to be lost in translation
taking my friends like i don’t deserve them
i mean i guess i don’t
because they were yours first
but i don’t wanna be the one that’s always getting hurt

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

he makes movies,
and we talked for hours
about how the energy
just moves around us
i'm talking with a boy who's always talking with his mind
i don't know how he gets it right, it happens all the time

and i'll come home in his t-shirt
i'll be sure to call if it doesn't work
but this shit is wrong
you're making it worse
but i feel like i'm holding on too tight

stop me
you're floating away
you're floating away
you're leaving no trace
please stay
and wait for me
and i'll give you some room to breathe

she hits me up on the weekends
bend it over, do a backbend
everything is just so different
and now you're falling off the deep end
you say it's just too hard
then why the fuck do you keep on trying
'til you follow through
i'll be finding you in the closest lifetime

i'll send her my love
it's just enough
but just not for you
you say it takes too much
this shit so wrong
i'm making things worse
i still feel like we're holding on too tight

stop me
we're floating away
we're floating away
you're leaving no trace
please stay
and wait for me
and i'll give you some room to breathe

BREATHE

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

feel

real

moodswings

IBRAHIM

Produced by deasusbeats.com/ "Creeping".
Mixed, Mastered, and Engineered by @KylerDuhvinchee.

First Track.

Peace Of Mind (prod. Deasus)Young Ro$$

This is the background music of Pewdiepie's better version of Youtube Rewind 2018, it is a great listen.

PewDiePie x Party In Backyard - Rewind Time

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