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COMMUNITY, Vol. 1

make it right

auras - make it right

I know every evening I fuck it up
Checking on the seasons
Tryna find this love
While my heart is still beating
Help me stop duh drugs
If I'm still breathing 
Just know what's up 

I know every evening I fuck it up
Checking on the seasons
Tryna find this love
While my heart is still beating
Help me stop duh drugs
If I'm still breathing 
Just know what's up 

I've been waiting on the side court
Feel the adrenaline in ny veins
Tryna stay in your vision
But you ain't even know my name 
If we had a collision 
You would play it off in your brain
I sware I watch the month go from August back to may
I still here sitting
Even though I know I need a break 
I sware I run in circles 
But I love the same mistakes 
I guess ill never learn 
I guess I gave you a good reason to run away
But I guess if I knew too
I can see wete you got all this hate 

About time
To got to bed tonight
And think all about you
I know I need to try
To get back together 
And peice by peice 
It's hard to to fill my lungs 
When I cant breath 

I know every evening I fuck it up
Checking on the seasons
Tryna find this love
While my heart is still beating
Help me stop duh drugs
If I'm still breathing 
Just know what's up 

I know every evening I fuck it up
Checking on the seasons
Tryna find this love
While my heart is still beating
Help me stop duh drugs
If I'm still breathing 
Just know what's up 

I know every evening I fuck it up
Checking on the seasons
Tryna find this love
While my heart is still beating
Help me stop duh drugs
If I'm still breathing 
Just know what's up

Every Evening

yayayayaya im thinking less abt u but still thinking abt u

closure (it's over)

Nostalgia (noun) - a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.

Nostalgia is something that has always troubled me, as I found that it's difficult to properly put my emotions towards it into words. It's not necessarily, or at least in my opinion, a happy or sad emotion, it's just something that we feel. Remembering a possibly warped perception of the past to focus on because the present seems so grim. Looking back upon my childhood and early teenage years does invoke a sense of melancholy and nostalgia, and I tend to think that things were much more simple back then. Maybe it's because the problems of that time are over now that I am able to look at them so clearly, as the problems of the present are shrouded in fear and uncertainty.

I remember stomping through the woods with my friends, then going home to play my gamecube or gameboy, not really caring or thinking about the world around me. Maybe I get stressed out when thinking about nostalgia because I can't properly explain how it makes me feel, whether it's positive or negative, I'm not sure.

It's like a purple mist that surrounds distant memories, just slightly altering my perception of that time. It's interesting.

Thanks for listening <3

Retro Fantasia [prod. xmichaelwarren]

Elle va vite la vie

Lost Signal

Out on Biteki: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3coLRH43cF0
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/album/2eGFVmNq3ebFZvkllDHlxz?si=SgsHdQHuTv6f3K5STLW2Iw

mix/master by ya boy :^)

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lyrics:

hook:
battles lost, not the war 
circles formed
weve been here before 
and i’ll be fucking damned if i lose it again 
i cant fucking stand it either come back or leave me for dead 
Im yelling down an empty chasm 
Putting up walls the only mechanism
just a husk of what you used to be
wasting time to save you has been on my mind lately 

verse :
its no secret i want to save you from the scary things 
it doesn’t help when you wither away like roses in the fucking spring 
as you hear my breath crescendo 
to the world alone 
think about the things 
you did that i could not condone 
im not catching you on the way down 
im sorry its gotta be this way but you make me frown 
whenever i talk to you its like talking to a brick wall 
you’re so delusional 
you’re breathing turned unusual 
[I’ve found solace in this hell you put us both through]
im sorry i dont ever wanna go back to
What we used to be 
This cycle is still killing me 
My conscious on a killing spree 
Destroying all these memories 
Because the 

hook/outro:
battles lost not the war 
circles formed
weve been here before 
and i’ll be fucking damned if i lose it again 
i cant fucking stand it either come back or leave me for dead 
[Im yelling down an empty chasm 
Putting up walls the only mechanism
just a husk of what you used to be
wasting time to save you has been on my mind lately]

Spotify

chasm (prod. caspr)

Prod by @imgeist
Mix/Master @Tnvr
Art by - https://www.instagram.com/unosakichan/

Available on the following and more!
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Lyrics -
ohhhh x2

like a scene right out a movie
skipping class just for the laughs 
they just knew me

didn't think the past would haunt me 
time flew by 
dreamcast till we finally crash 
what a time 

funny how life switched up on me 
i want those times back 
gone so fast 

losing touch with all who loved me
we were carefree chasing our dreams 

ohhhh x 3
we were chasing our dreams

you know when the party's over 
well be grown 
never got much closure 

can we just enjoy this time 
make forever last all night 

lets dim the lights and slow down the music 
move with the sound tonight there's no losin 

didn't think the past would haunt me 
time flew by 
dreamcast till we finally crash 
what a time 

funny how life switched up on me 
i want those times back 
gone so fast 

losing touch with all who loved me
we were carefree chasin our dreams

everybody says he's such a devil 

oooo x2

now were living in the moment
time might pass us by 
but you know 
well be fine

Listen on Spotify

Prom Night (Prod. I'm Geist)

See him, walking in my shadows,
It's all, in my head, know that,
I see, nothing in my nightmares,
I sold, my soul, just to be happy.

Reaping comes when the night falls,
never found out what I want,
broke her heart, she's another one.

Reaper (ft. kais)

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c0ntr0l (prod. recycleBin)✾

Hear my cries,
angel please,
I've been up for days,
no one feels my pain,

somewhere I lie,
here in a pit of shrooms,
hiding from the truth,
I can't be with you,
you make me feel anew.

who are you to run from me?
say that you care,
pretend that I'm god,
and make this life fair

Lets Play God (ft. romeo!)

A INDEPENDENT CURATOR, ASSISTING IN THE GROWTH OF SELECTED ARTISTS.

3/4 TRACKS RELEASED "UNCHAINED, VOL. 4"

auras - make it right

biteki