I wanna be vegetarian
So I can show all my cool new friends
That I can stand for something big
And solid enough to stand on

I wanna be a silver thread
Attached to a thespian's giant head
Who masters the spoons like Willow Smith
So I can amount to something

I wanna say I'm new to this
But I've been played out like a compact disc
Now I think I've got it
Well, mostly the gist
Now it's losing its grip on me

I wanna be a sycophant
So I can wear out all the latest trends
'Til the bandwagon leaves me for dead
In the middle of fucking nowhere

I wanna say I've heard of this
But I've only heard a version of it
I think I've got most of the gist
Now it's tightening its grip on me
Now I'm steadily losing sleep

I wanna say I'm waking up
From a bad, bad dream about washing up
Bury every memory of speaking up
If you don't want to let your voice down

(Screaming)

I can break the pattern
I could make it better if I wanted
But I don't
Is that honest enough?

I think I'm starting to get it
At least starting to regret it
There's things and consequences manifesting now
And there's nothing I can do

How could I say I've had enough?
I'm a little worse for wear
One eye shut
My bloodshot, Rorschach corneas
Welling up with the blur I choked out

I think I'm starting to feel it
I'm guided by the wind
Of backlit deeds that I have done
Am I making it up?

I think I'm making it up
Am I making it all up?

(I was running fucking fast in the wrong direction)

Meadowlark

Willow Smith

Darling with U, the musics made that way
My eyes aren’t blue, there's nothing i can do

(I still wanna be your-)

You know you want it
Theres no shame in the fact being a product makes you feel like a star
Born for the slaughter, bite your lips and loop up
Then I’ll discard you like the item you are

You can run but you cant hide, boy, i see through your eyes
I’ve chases after your shadow 7 different lifetimes
I know to keep it quiet, boy, tell another lie
Come meet me at your house, I’m starving right outside

Fate turns the light off on an empty stage
I dont waste my faith on miracles or paradise
Come sign your name off on an empty page
Light a candle for me if i make it past the night

Turn the lights off
Put on a show for the lens
I’ll take it all until i ruin your life
Sitting all alone
Ripping holes in a shirt
Just to be somebody else for a night

You know you want it
Theres no shame in the fact being a product makes you feel like a star
Born for the slaughter, bite your lips and loop up
Then I’ll discard you like the item you are

(I just love the-)
(Buena Musica)
(There’s magic in the air tonight)
(I am the queen of the universe)

Zero nine

on tape (demo v3 version)

Don't change your name
Keep it the same
For fear I may lose you again
I know you won't
It's just that I am unorganised
And I want to find you when
Something good happens
If you come down
We'll go to town
I haven't been there for years
But I'd be fine
Wasting our time
Not doing anything here
Just doing nothing
We'll sit for days
And talk about things
Important to us like whatever
We'll defuse bombs
Walk marathons
And take home whatever together
Whatever together

A.M. 180

inwards

ill be out all afternoon
cause i know how much it meant to you
to see me here geeked up loving, breathing and defending everyone you left for me

drink up make another fuss
text me all fucking night like im not right there
i know you miss me all the time but
the party just started ill be waiting here

what is this, tables turning
now i'm waiting by the phone
(I think you’ve had enough)
these lights and the bass's got me moving on my own oh
(i think you’ve had enough)
what is this, tables turning
now i'm waiting by the phone
(i think you’ve had enough)
these lights and the bass's got me moving on my own oh
(i think you’ve had enough)

i don’t know if i can breathe or live the same way
that i did this whole time, maybe that’s okay
old me doesn’t cut it anymore
there’s a you sized hole that we bolted on my floor

but i still wanna dance, and i give a fuck
getting every chance
show them that you gave a fuck
coming through just to dance dance dance
now they’re gonna know how much I’m the man, man, man, man…

(waiting by the phone waiting by the phone x8)

drive a knife to my heart cause i wanna lose
kick a hole in my lungs now im in the mood
dont trip on a lie laid out for you
get what i want now i get what i need
then i'll make a mistake
Now, who wanna come for me? 
imma automate you, i can be the enemy
broke in every scene, that's a independent symphony 
got what i want, yeah got what you want from me  
(DO IT!)

yeah i been slipping up 
Close, run out of luck
drinking just enough 
Ive been thinking that a lot
before you trip me up 
can we go right now and just forget it all
forget it all ?

I made a mistake
like i always do but ill get back up
like you always do but ill make a mistake 
and i wont say who
But ill get back up like you want me to.

(waiting by the phone waiting by the phone x8)

A.M. 180

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