Smile Later

Alone inside my head is where I hate to be
I'm dying once again in this lucid dream
Waking up cold sweat I can barely breathe
Open up ur mind let ur third eye see
Alone inside my head is where I hate to be
I'm dying once again in this lucid dream
Waking up cold sweat I can barely breathe
Open up ur mind let ur third eye see

I wish you'd wake up but ur fast asleep
I can't believe ur giving up so easily
I just really hope you don't give up on me
Can't you see all of this was meant to be
One of these days these drugs will set me free
I'll be waiting for that day so patiently
Ima mob it to the top and take my team with me
One of these days these drugs will set me free
I'll be waiting for that day so patiently
Ima mob it to the top and take my team with me

Alone inside my head is where I hate to be
I'm dying once again in this lucid dream
Waking up cold sweat I can barely breathe
Open up ur mind let ur third eye see
Alone inside my head is where I hate to be
I'm dying once again in this lucid dream
Waking up cold sweat I can barely breathe
Open up ur mind let ur third eye see

Depressed & suicidal
Deaths my only rival
My haters in denial that there has been a revival
I'm the mf goat bend the knee at my arrival
I still remember how I felt a year ago
Every second of the day would move so slow
Almost met the reaper yeah that's all you gotta know
Youve never seen hard times and it really shows
Keep making mistakes that's how u learn and grow
Keep making mistakes that's how u learn and grow

Alone inside my head is where I hate to be
I'm dying once again in this lucid dream
Waking up cold sweat I can barely breathe
Open up ur mind let ur third eye see
Alone inside my head is where I hate to be
I'm dying once again in this lucid dream
Waking up cold sweat I can barely breathe
Open up ur mind let ur third eye see

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Lucid Dream [Prod. TriazoOnTheTrack & Jkei]

AYEEE!! (prod. broitskd)

another song

prod @candy-cigarettes
mixed & mastered by @giveuppulp
via @giveupstillhere

(yuh,yuh)

All my new shirts
Turned to sleep shirts
All my new hurt
Turned to weed burnt
All these new words
Make me sleep worse
Took a few turns
And I leave work
(I'm whippin out the lot)

All my new shirts
Turned to sleep shirts
All my new hurt
Turned to weed burnt
All these new words
Make me sleep worse
Took a few turns
And I leave work

I can't even stand up, I can't even stand ya 
I'm standing on my tip toes
Dancing when I kick flows
Panting when I sit, so
I think that Imma plan it till I get dough
I ain't even plan this, I can feel the famine
Panic till I flick bowls
Branches gettin lit whole
Damaged and I'm sick, so I think that I'll be manic till I get slow

Grams in this bowl
I was feeling fresh but I need to feel rest
I was feeling dead but I need the real breath
I was peeling meds but I needed real death
(I'm whippin out the lot, ay)
I was feeling fresh but I need to feel rest, rest
I was feeling dead but I need the real breath, breath
I was peeling meds but I needed real death
(I'm whippin out the lot, ay)

All my new shirts
Turned to sleep shirts
All my new hurt
Turned to weed burnt
All these new words
Make me sleep worse
Took a few turns
And I leave work

All my new shirts
Turned to sleep shirts
All my new hurt
Turned to weed burnt
All these new words
Make me sleep worse
Took a few turns
And I leave work
(I'm whipping out the lot)

spotify

id say im losing it but i think i lost it

AMV - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uh1QuzthGtk

Plug in - https://www.instagram.com/onlysiris/

Lyrics:
Bottom of the streets
Blood is on my knees
Bottom of the things that I could not be
Bottom of my heart
Blood is where we start
Bottom of the things that are ripping us apart
Bottom of my soul
Smoke another bowl
Bottom of the things that I could not hold
Bottom of my mind
Blood is all we find
Running to the bottom every fucking time
(Repeat once)

It's getting cold out
And we feeling that pain in our soul now
And we spitting that hate let it all out
Filled with pain and it's called doubt
I mean what is real and then what is fake
It's two sides of the same coin no mistake
Graves all laid out it'll hold your place
Been there since your birth and we'll call it fate
It's got a hold on me
Tryna find the words for an apology
The key is here we gotta pay our dues
Cause it's the doves or the crows only you can choose

(Make a choice, light or dark, right or wrong, night or day)

Bottom of the streets
Blood is on my knees
Bottom of the things that I could not be
Bottom of my heart
Blood is where we start
Bottom of the things that are ripping us apart
Bottom of my soul
Smoke another bowl
Bottom of the things that I could not hold
Bottom of my mind
Blood is all we find
Running to the bottom every fucking time
(Repeat once)

AYEEE!! (prod. broitskd)

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