Lyrics:
I don't know if this could stay
I wish my indecision all away
But wishing wells are fairytales
I'll have to live with this another day
And I don't know how to explain
A feeling getting harder to convey
If I had a choice today
I don't know how I'd make it go away

And If I can't tell you, you should know
That I am just as confused as you
Sometimes I don't even know
And I hate to ask the same of you

I take a test to cope with it
But my answers change by the time of day
And who the hell am I to say
What is real and what is just pretend
And If I don't want you to know
Why is it so strange coming from you
A validation from a friend
While it's nice, what did you intend

I should have known so long ago
But then again this feeling's not brand new
I feel like I'm overdue
But I don't think there will be an end

hate to ask the same of you

Lyrics:

Cherry cough drops
I coat my throat with something cool
I am nothing
Scared that I can't follow through

Hands are shaky
My bodyparts are your tattoos
Asphyxiated
A feeling I will not pursue

Nothing is left of me
Got a dependency
I am a vacancy
I am a vacancy

It's not morning
Even though the day is new
But days are endless
So I guess it is to you

Don't say sorry
For the shit you didn't do
Asphyxiated
A feeling I already knew

Nothing is left of me
Got a dependency
I am a vacancy
I am a vacancy

It's a hell of a stain
It will remain
Different cells in my brain
But I'm the same

I cut off my reaching hand
And I am safe but I can't stand
It's not for you to understand
What I create or who I am

All the stars are in the sand
By our feet and stuck on land
A silly dream that's in demand
I would rather just pretend

vacancy

You spent twenty minutes writing that? 
You think you’re special cause you feel like shit?
Well fuck you

I’m gonna punch you in the throat so hard that your adams apple dislodges into your torso and you end up with an outie belly button

Another fucker is obsessed with me
Feel like a fucking celebrity 
Another fucker is obsessed with me Another fucker is obsessed with me

Blowing up my phone 
Think it’s time to get it out
I’ll eat you like a fucking scone
I’ll wear you like a fucking crown
line up this hit like I line my brows

Yeah who the fuck are you tell me what I can’t defend
And you think you’re so cute with the shit you try to spread
I got you writing notes when you’re lying in your bed
You wish you made me sad well I wish that you were dead

Another fucker is obsessed with me
Feel like a fucking celebrity 
Another fucker is obsessed with me
Feel like a fucking celebrity 

Like who the fuck even are you

Another fucker is obsessed with me
Another fucker is obsessed with me
Another fucker is obsessed with me
Another fucked is obsessed with me

Obs3ssed W/ M3

So I’m walking out of Spencer’s with fineas but not ferb
I got a bag of instant coffee assigned Tiramisu at birth
Let’s piss off our neighbors wear a high cut skirt
Dress like jem and the holograms but a little bit worse ugh
I’m gonna make some shit up with a frozen explosion I had i Diet Coke but now I’m choking
I don’t give a fuck about joe rogan
Use a Mario coin as a subway token

I want the fruit stand to fucking erupt
I’m busy but I don’t have enough
The supermarkets calling my bluff
Take a cheez-it box get ready to run

I want the fruit stand to fucking erupt
I’m busy but I don’t have enough
The supermarkets calling my bluff
Take a cheez-it box get ready to run

So I escaped to outside from the frozen aisle pretty late
I saw Hannah Montana running away from the straights 
I got mall security hot on my tail (motherfucker!)
Little orphan Annie’s gonna take me to jail

I’m gonna make some shit up with a frozen explosion I had i Diet Coke but now I’m choking
I don’t give a fuck about joe rogan
Use a Mario coin as a subway token

I want the fruit stand to fucking erupt
I’m busy but I don’t have enough
The supermarkets calling my bluff
Take a cheez-it box get ready to run

I want the fruit stand to fucking erupt
I’m busy but I don’t have enough
The supermarkets calling my bluff
Take a cheez-it box get ready to run

You’re never gonna catch me 
Your makeup’s fucking trashy
Your supermarket’s flashy
But snacks were screaming grab me

I want the fruit stand to fucking erupt
I’m busy but I don’t have enough
The supermarkets calling my bluff
Take a cheez-it box get ready to run

I want the fruit stand to fucking erupt
I’m busy but I don’t have enough
The supermarkets calling my bluff
Take a cheez-it box get ready to run

Fruitstand

Just got some makeup and new clothes
I like my glittery garbage oh
I’d rather you hate who I am instead of love who I am not, you know?

Pretty pink and spiky chains
I’ve got a cotton candy brain
I’m sorry I’m too fucking hot to take your stupid shit to heart, yeah it’s ok

A suckerpunch right to the sky
I don’t even have to try
My existence is enough to make you prove that you’re so tough
But it’s ok

I guess
I guess

I’ll rot your teeth like candy canes
I know that I look quite insane 
But I don’t need a fucking test to tell me that I look the best, yeah it’s ok

I think I’ll let my hair grow long
Bleach it to strawberry blonde
I think my hair looks pretty fine and it’s not for you to like, but it’s ok

I guess
I guess

I Guess

I’m looking for flavor 
A fucking life saver
Got bacon and turkey from Mike of New Jersey
Fuzzy drive i fucking lied got monsters in my diamond mine
A catty bitch to scratch an itch, yeah watch your eyes I’ll scratch them blind

100 gecs gecs loud in my car
100 messages “rawr” (x3)
XDeez nutz Ill make you fall in love

Shit I forgot to hit submit
Call up Jinglehiemer schmitt
Get my chromebook fixed

I wear a tight knit sweater
Collars made of leather 
Draculaura hit me up and bit me cause she found out I dress like her but better
Gonna live forever

I don’t need to sleep right now
I can’t fucking speak right now
Make the music fucking loud 
Make the music fucking loud

Turn the volume all the way up
Hearing people fuxking sucks
Give me Food House, Kesha, Chloe, Devil town

Damn, does it scare you when I’m passing?
Keep the music fucking blasting
I cant live right now

Nothings ever gonna make me feel better
I wish I were Heather
TLDR shits just fucked I’ve had enough but I’ll smile like I’m Cheshire 
Yeah, Im a pretender

I don’t need to sleep right now
I can’t fucking speak right now
Make the music fucking loud 
Make the music fucking loud

Are you a moron or do you just look like one?
I’m in the store front got you looking at me all stunned like

Bitches wanna be me write an essay
AP lang paper about my pretty face
Sugary sweet like a cupcake
I can be mean but you’d like it anyway

Fuxking Loud

Crawling on the ceiling feel a little sleep deprived feel a little happy when you tell a white lie 
I don’t need a reason why I can’t look in your eyes
I don’t have those feelings everybody seems to find

Gonna take it slow if that’s ok, and I know it’s not
Yeah you’d think I’d grow out of feeling like it’s my fault 
I don’t really know where to go or what I want
Gonna take it slow cause I don’t want this to to stop

I can tell you’re leaving, leaving everything behind
I can’t stop this speaking, saying things that I don’t like
I can’t stop this reaching searching for a better line
I am always reading, reading into people’s minds

Gonna take it slow if that’s ok, and I know it’s not
Yeah you’d think I’d grow out of feeling like it’s my fault 
I don’t really know where to go or what I want
Gonna take it slow cause I don’t want this to to stop

Take It Slow

Lyrics:

school bus windows
Rainy silhouettes
The cars are swimming by
The puddles ripple bright with traffic lights

She’s upset 
Her makeup’s running
You’re a little overwhelmed
It’s 6 am the kids don’t know what’s wrong with them

Everybody falls a bit behind
It takes a little while to know that’s fine
See you in morning, sleep at night
Nothings ever easy that alright

There’s a monster 
in our heads
He’s Comatose and underfed
But growing up means giving him a hug

A fucking train wreck 
Change the subject
Wish you found some way to cope with it
But you’ve got time so it’s ok

Everybody falls a bit behind
It takes a little while to know that’s fine
See you in morning, sleep at night
Nothings ever easy that alright

It’s quiet when you fall asleep
The blankets cover your cold feet
But the morning’s getting louder every day

Take your time and talk to me
Sometimes you just have to breathe
You cry at night but honey that’s ok

The bathroom mirror where you weep 
A muffled sigh that’s bittersweet
A very nonchalant and boring day

Hollow words you think are deep
Buckets filled with read receipts 
The face you ask you body to display

Everybody falls a bit behind
It takes a little while to know that’s fine
See you in morning, sleep at night
Nothings ever easy that alright

bedroom pop about spooky little ghost friends <3

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