We always said when we were younger
(Little more little more wait a little longer)
I can’t for things to get better

What did we have to worry about then,
Besides the mold growing in our veins?

We were 17, living the dream, in the moment

God, I wish I understood
Things can change for the better

mold

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"IT SOUNDS LIKE THAT ON PURPOSE!!!"

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Belly Up

your crying made me miss grand finals (feat. saoirse dream)

I don't think that I'm coming back from this
Locked in and the gates have been welded shut, yeah
Lost my mind, I've pawned my happiness
Knife in your hands, leaving me covered head to toe in infected cuts

I think it's too late for me, so caught up wallowing in misery
You've cast your spell, I'm prey to your witchery, to your witchery
My skin is blistering, my lifeline soon to be history if I can't break away from your witchery

But I can't fucking help it, lifting me up when I do not deserve it
Stuck in this cycle, I'm convinced that I'm cursed
But I can only blame myself, not the people i've hurt

When you run off in the day, you leave me stuck in a reverie
Said it once before, I think you'll eat at my memories
Suck me dry of my energy, oh no

I promise this is the last time
I just slipped a bit last night
I promise this is the last time
And then it's goodbye forever for you, or least I hope...

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a song i wrote when i was feeling hopeless; before i started making things better.

vocals, guitar, programming, and composition by me, additional melodies by baredex

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witchery

we impulse dropping its 2024, new era, mwah

prod + vox + mix by me

[https://starflye.carrd.co]

lyrics:
tryna figure out my place
if ill be there next year
if ill play that face
if the shit that i been into
ends up being just a phase
throw out all my clothes
n burn the whole damn case

jk i dont waste tho
donate all my thangs tho
nvr been the type to change no
i cant admit that i made up.. shit
just to get by
goodbye
to the life
that i lived before i
met u

figureout

(Haha fuck off)
I'm allergic to the leash I guess
Rewiring and learning new tricks
I just are what I are, I said
Now you're gonna have to learn
How to deal with it
(Oh my god! what in th- momma come get ah!!)
Never running out of sidewalk
Chasing after every shadow till it turns off
It's just the tail between my leg, could be either one
Cause I never really needed one
Got another bone to pick with the line art
I'm not sure whoever drew me was the right guy
So much effort, I ain't really tryna die hard
I got it all, and it's sitting in the back (yard)
Sorry, I'd forgotten what it feels like
My bad for forgetting what it feels like
(Bitch)
Now I'm outside digging holes
Till the day I die die
It's always a holiday 
Wasting all this time time
Lemme get another shade besides those I love
If you really knew how little I try try
Now I'm outside digging a hole
Till the day I die die
It's always a holiday 
Running getting high high
Lemme get another shade besides those I love
If you really knew how little I try
Try, how little I try
How little I try
How little I try
How little I try try
Just Try, how little I try
How little I try
How little I try
How little I try try
Never thought I'd get home this late
Was too busy hating you instead
No, I'm thankful for the ride
Though you drove around in circles
And you didn't even notice it
If overthinking is the middle of nowhere
It makes you wonder how we even fucking got here
Oh my god, oh my god
I found another ball
Everybody in the world shut up!
Sorry, I'd forgotten what it feels like
My bad for forgetting what it feels like
(Bitch)
Outside digging holes
Till the day I die die
It's always a holiday 
Wasting all this time time
Lemme get another shade besides those I love
If you really knew how little I try try
Now I'm outside digging a hole
Till the day I die die
It's always a holiday 
Running getting high high
Lemme get another shade besides those I love
If you really knew how little I try
Try, how little I try
How little I try
How little I try
How little I try try
(Oh Lord)
Just Try, how little I try
How little I try
How little I try
How little I try try

sidewalk dog

co-produced w @buttonmakerfr and co-written w @textermusic :)

the pronoun store (ft. button maker)

produced, mixed, and mastered by November Day
guitars by alkyl
additional vocals by hvrtstation

lyrics:
We were curled up into balls on a trampoline underneath a lit night sky taking turns bouncing each other up into the air, and I was hoping you were getting as much flight as I was but you weren’t, you never left the ground and I was at home alone in Detroit, a faint memory of the scent of your skin playing on a loop in my head, endless configuring of sentences you haven't yet said. I miss how your face felt in my hand and I miss how my hands felt when they were around your neck. And I'd do anything to get it back. 

Three months no contact turned me to a gnat
I've been thinking bout your skin, I'm still tryna get attached
I've been crawling up your walls, I've been building me a nest
Are you trying to get rid of me, are you
Uh oh, I've fallen again for another I can't see quite yet
I'm so jealous of the ones who can see you often

Your breaths became sharper as my tongue caressed your neck 
Your soft spoken voice telling me to come here after my head rested between your door, I miss you 
Your mind is like a fire that quickly spread to all my idle thoughts and lit my eyes ablaze

Gnat/Detroit

Timothy Chalamet date of death - March 29th 2024

mold

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