CUMFUK (Gray version)feat. aWannabe

Gods a cuck

gods a cuck

static nerve endings shock me at the end of the creek

M.I.A

Verse:
All them got a problem 
Hoe you’re gonna rot
I be spiraling up out my fucking mind don’t want no more
Wanna die up in my sleep 
Life is fucking breaking me
I just rather take my time and hang out from my fucking fan 
Im an addict 
Im a prick 
Yeah thats always how it is 
I don’t ever have a recollection ever being calm 
Fuck im always stressed out 
Gonna blow my brains out
I be always in my head thinking why like what the fuck
Gonna fucking die yeah thats all I ever dreamed 
I be always on the end and ive never been the same 
Fucking hanging on the edge Im just ready to be dead 
On the floor bleeding red cause theres nothing even left.

Tea gimmie yo damn lyrics when u see this lmao

I Wanna Fucking Die (Feat. SWEETTEA) (Prod. D3S1R3DKAI)

“I’m just a chill guy”🤷🏽‍♂️

Chill Guy Ft. BLICk

WokeUpWorse

“555” is a hazy, noisy, bittersweet collection of shoegaze-driven stories — a chaotic blend of distortion, humor, exhaustion and dreamy melancholy.
It’s the soundtrack for anyone who’s tired of people, tired of work, tired of pretending… yet still finds a way to laugh.

Across fuzzy guitars, washed-out walls of sound, lazy garage drums and nostalgically broken textures, the album jumps between sarcasm, emotional truth and soft existential collapse.
Every track is its own little universe of noise, honesty and tiny rebellions.

This collection includes:

🌫️ “Petty Little Curses”

A playful shoegaze hex of harmless inconveniences. Fuzzy, sarcastic, and quietly wicked.

🌫️ “Fifteen Hours a Day”

A loud anti-work scream disguised as a dreamy shoegaze anthem. Burnout meets distortion.

🌫️ “People Make Me Tired”

The introvert anthem — hypnotic, looping, soft chaos for those who love their peace more than social energy.

⭐ “Welcome to the 90’s”

A nostalgic trip into the wild, unhinged childhood era of VHS noise, neon cereals and dial-up chaos.

🌫️ “Glass Between Us”

A cinematic, emotional shoegaze confession about distance, longing, and a connection that never fully aligned.

Glass Between Us

Getting drunk on the back of the bus,
another sip and I might throw up,
I'm seeing double at the ATM,
double digits for a single sin,
sink or swim? I think I'll float,
I see them laughing but I don't get the joke...
one more drink, I think I'll choke,
it's either this or a double and a rope,
do you think that you know the type?
on that old dog, new trick life,
I'm just a dog with a urge to feed,
so lend a hand and fulfill my need...

CUZ I'M GOOD FOR IT BUT IT'S BAD FOR ME

I'm that motherfucker with a baggie for my supper,
sucker for a fucking upper what the fuck...
bitch I'm blacking out the sun with my motherfucking habits,
turn the money into baggage,
and the baggage into funk

FUCK
WHAT THE FUCK
WHERE THE FUCK DID THE TIME GO?

Good For It

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im only on soundcloud and youtube, anything else is NOT me

static nerve endings shock me at the end of the creek

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