idek when i made this wtf prod me

ugly - people come and go dummy

my suicidal romance

https://soundcloud.com/menthol100s/demos-and-then-some-alex-g

ngl i do not feel like titling these i found them on my laptop

wifiskeleton - demo #1 (when it snows)

wifiskeleton - demo #9 (crashing, crashing)

i will never reach eighteen

you’re always all up in my dreams

i don’t know what the fuck it means

 i never wanna go to sleep


every time 

you look at me

i start to float and feel so free 

i really thought you fucked with me

but that was just a fantasy 

feels like you’re my enemy 

you rockabye like anne marie


it’s simple like abc 

or maybe even 123

i love you more than my weed

and everyone i’ll ever meet 


bitch you took my soul from me 

you’re fucking up my self esteem

the only thing that helps is lean

or maybe some promethazine


everything felt like a scheme

or something from a movie scene


even when you’re in my dreams

you always drift away from me

i never wanna go to sleep

cus i will wake up and i’ll scream

dreams

@menthol100s

sped up cuz copyright, pitch down 2 semitones or 200 cents for og version

wifiskeleton - kurt cobain reincarnated into skeleton at the mirage in 1994

@insidingforfeds on discord for more leaks

widow wife ;-;.mp3

kurt cobain reincarnated into skeleton at the mirage in 1994

miss you skeleton and your beautiful voice

acoustic i didnt ask to be this way

They say it’s all just chemistry.
Desire. Dopamine.
A pattern that pretends to be love.
But I keep asking —
do I move the code,
or does the code move me?

Met her on a Monday night,
same eyes, same game, same fight.
We talk like we’re chasing truth,
but really we’re just killing time, right?
Everybody’s got a formula —
for love, for fame, for sin.
Swipe left, pray right,
fake depth, show skin.

They sell you a script for success,
but nobody tells you the cost.
You follow the algorithm long enough,
you start forgetting who’s lost.

Is this hunger or habit?
Am I man or machine?
Is free will just static
in a dopamine dream?

Animal logic — chasing what shines,
thinking it’s freedom when it’s just design.
We talk about choice,
but who built the maze?
If pleasure’s the product,
we’re all just slaves.

She said, “baby, don’t overthink.”
But that’s the curse — I can’t blink.
Every smile, every touch,
feels rehearsed, pre-linked.
Are we still human,
or algorithms in disguise?
Trading souls for validation,
and calling it paradise.

I keep watching myself from above,
like a camera I can’t shut off.
Even my sins feel scripted —
even regret feels soft.

Maybe instinct’s not evil —
it’s just tired of being polite.
Maybe God built temptation
to test who’d stay awake at night.

Animal logic — chasing what shines,
thinking it’s freedom when it’s just design.
We talk about choice,
but who built the maze?
If pleasure’s the product,
we’re all just slaves.
Yeah…
We’re all just slaves.

my suicidal romance

Prodii

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