still one of the coolest outros for an album ever

it wont be another weekend in a national park

Years later coming back to this profile i ca tell you would be doing good. 

i watch you wander the country with a fist full of stars
building your towers of honey and breaking them apart
and darling you won't regret it if you give me a piece of your heart
cause i know you won't admit it but you're painting me over your scars

sitting in the light as it dawns, you're blossoming all the flowers
lay and watch the night as it falls, i lost count of all the hours
oh the world is a tape player, write me a song
and i'll sing it to you

we watch the planes disappear and the planets embark
making a wish on a chemtrail, on saturn or mars
and darling they're crossed again, but i'm the man who made everything hard
our magnetic confluence is nothing more than a wish on a star

i could be a spark in your eyes, the space where i fly is endless
there i'm just an old satellite, searching for my repentance
oh i've been flying forever and ain't found no god
but he's speaking through you

don't look down

sleeping by the lake on the shore, i got my sheets on the floor
spiral down, cursed to explore what i just couldn't ignore
yea you've got some shit you won't show, i've got a bit of my own
i hate the way you broke down the door, as if i wasn't alone

and something bout the way that you touch my shoulder makes my blood cold
i wouldn't have admitted i hate myself until we got close

late night, bad dream
what a fuss, whats it mean
i'm in every scene, don't wanna talk about it
call me, every day
spit it out, run away
i can't replace what you've been lost without yeah
i'm a paper stevia packet
you're cocaine wrapped in plastic
who wants another line?
don't you think that it was so tragic
remembering the things that we laughed at
or did you wanna cry?

something bout the way that you hold my gaze is like a knife fight
like every single word is a firework caught in a bush fire
something bout the way that you touch my shoulder makes it alright
lower my defense and you stab my back like you're a vampire

vampire

ARCHIVE OF US feels like a diary cracked open and written in ink, marble, and scars. Each track reads like a chapter of a life lived — moments of love, heartbreak, luxury, loneliness, resilience, and quiet confessions. The record blends intimacy with grandeur, like a private letter whispered over neon lights. It’s not just a collection of songs — it’s an emotional archive of who we are when nobody’s watching.

Late Bloom

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“I believe my first main project ‘skin purifying treatment’ resonated with as many people as it did because I was clearly struggling with something, but when I wrote ‘pay attention!’ I had reached a point where I was in a pretty good place mentally. The song tries to tackle the question of ‘should I be writing from a place of emotional struggle even if I’m not in it anymore, and if so, what exactly am I doing it for?’ “ - underscores

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~ Lyrics ~

Out all week past two so my seven evil exes
Look like tattoos, both my hands think I’m jealous
In a bad mood cuz I keep on skipping breakfast
I’ll be back soon, won’t you tell me I’m your best friend?

Hey, I think you’re really cute, can I copy you?
You could say I’m pretty like my atchis do
Fit is looking kinda bland, what should I add to you?
I’ll just leave it, always have, I’ve got an attitude

Slow down, slow down
So I keep out, keep out
Keep telling myself I gotta act right
And the same damn act is what I gotta get

Clean!

It’s okay, I got the pants with the patches
How I show ‘em what I’m missing, what a tactic
Bogus bogus, don’t elicit no reaction
Underwhelming, so complicit, I’ve done nothing to combat it (yeah, yeah)

I don’t like collars
I don’t like shopping
These are like three years old
I don’t know who bought ‘em

And they’re saying “don’t get bangs,” I gotta take another route
Skin purifying treatment but I’m always breaking out

Slow down, slow down
Now my head pounds, head pounds
Keep telling myself I gotta act right
And the same damn act is what I gotta get

Clean!

And the worst part is that they’re watching it all
(You clean up real well, don’t you, ah)
And the worst part is that they’re watching it all

Slow down, slow down
I don’t reach out, reach out
Keep telling myself I gotta act right
And the same damn act is what I gotta get

Clean!

Sandpaper, the way that it feels every night
Way that my face is, not hurting, just unsatisfied
Maybe it’s time wasted, all that I spent digging holes in my face
Can’t you see all these craters? I’ll be clean once it gets out the way

Sandpaper (And the worst part is that they’re watching it all)
You clean up real well, don’t you, ah)
And the worst part is that they’re watching it all

character development!

clean!

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i am not an enemy
i just wanna be your friend
i am not an enemy
standing in the hallways
laughing and listening
to music, acting like we always do
acting like we don’t exist 
and excuse me
but i hate to say i hate that
i hate hating the commons
i hate increasing my pace when
i know you’re right behind me
walking to our class
maybe we could stop
talk about what we have in common
such as
we both have insecurities
we have liked a girl and
i’m sure she isn’t purposely
hurting me, and the same goes for you
the pain that you’ve felt
is something that i’ve gone through
she’d be perfectly
okay with us
being friends
i just wanna stop pretending that i hate you
i just wanna be
i just wanna be your friend
i just wanna be your friend
i just wanna be your friend
i am not an enemy
why do butterflies
fly in my stomach when i see you?
they fly around
faster than a hungry, wild zebra
kicking my stomach to death
because it sees a threat 
to my over-valued reputation
i hate this persistent intimidation
that i’m always facing
just because your face is 
pretty
or the way your chain sits upon your neck
or maybe because you’re
famous
i remember at that football game
i was standing right behind you and i was
trying to act at the same way
that i'd act around my friends
but they were drooling over you
so i was too afraid to say this in the future
listen man, i just wanna talk to you
maybe become friends
but i have never had that opportunity
to talk to you and see
if i could promise peace
between us
maybe we could farm some greens
pardon me for being personal about it
but i just wanna be
i just wanna be your friend
i just wanna be your friend
i just wanna be your friend
i am not an enemy
i just wanna be your
i am not an enemy
why can't we be friends
why can't we be friends
why can't we be friends
why can't we be friends ?!?!?!?!
i just wanna be your friend !!!!1
i just wanna be your friend!!!!!
i just wanna be your friend!!
i just wanna be your friend!!
i just wanna be your friend!!
i just wanna be your friend!
i just wanna be your friend!
i am not an enemy
i am not an enemy
i just wanna be your friend

written by me

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stolen from thin air

@bhproducer

https://genius.com/Bh2-so-much-to-tell-lyrics

On February 6th, 2021, over 800 unique artists came together to create a single charity compilation in 24 hours. Taking advantage of the fact that this would be the only FORM All Nighter event of the year, each participant went all-out. 45 of the most stellar tracks were hand-picked to create an album that’s phenomenal front-to-back— from math rock, to gritty electronic, to chiptune.

All Nighter Vol. 6 is a reflection of creativity, teamwork, and the sleepless delusion that comes with staying up all night— but most of all, it’s a reflection of our community. We couldn't ask for a better one.

All profits from All Nighter Vol. 6 will be donated to Prevent Child Abuse America.

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Lyrics:

Can you show me what it feel like?

I've been stuck in the clouds for way too long
and I wanna come down

Can't get you out of my head
Can you put me to rest?
can you put me to rest?

I don't know what you want
I don't got that much to offer!

and I don't wanna bother you
I wanna talk to you

And all my friends,
They don't know my name

And when it hits,
I'll never feel the same

When my life ends,
I hope I used it will

Never thought I'd be here,
Got so much to tell

Got so much to tell (x7)
Got so

Can you show me what it feel like?

got so much to tell (x8)
got so much to tell (now i'm just sitting here alone)
got so much to tell (x3)
got so much to tell (nobody's around me)
got so much to tell

stolen from thin air

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