Produced by @horoshavibes
Additional guitars by @sainttomorrow

LYRICS
Still fit into my varsity jacket
Class of 68’
But I don’t fit in in this place
Two kids on their bikes
Yell as they pass by
Hey man get the hell out of our way
I guess that some things never change

Always felt out of place but I’m
Outstretched
Hands across state lines
Can’t seem to recognize
My glory days
Until they pass me by

And when I’m weak
It’s you I wanna lean on
Remembering all the times I did you wrong
Thought you were right for me
Thought you were family
You were the only one 
To understand me
And now you’re gone

So it seems
That I’ll never get to tell you how much
The time we spent
Really meant to me

Faded memories
Brushed across these streets like fallen leaves
So silver screen
Like some cliché played out movie scene

I'm still standing on your front lawn

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Class of '68 (Prod. Horosha)

if we died, would our ghosts fw each other?

this city is a monster

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this city is a monster (feat. hamilton) [p. stay woozy]

i wanna write your favorite song

w/ https://soundcloud.com/vito2300
prod: https://soundcloud.com/jolst

this shit keeps breaking my heart
i can't sleep at all
i wanna write your favorite song
i wanna hear you talk 
just fuck it all 
just cut me off
and i'd do anything 
come close,
don't let me breathe
i need you next to me
hands cold till you make me freeze

vito: 
cuts deep but i'm not afraid of it
your touch for a long time was my form of payment
but i couldn't find the words
after all you're not shit
now i been feeling sick to my stomach,
you left me nauseous
don't call me back 
you'll be better off
need someone to tell me i'm good enough
carry that shit and believe it
look at the way i've been treated 
it's black white like old cartoons 
it's not fair that i lost you
and it's not fair that i'm still here 
and you've got somebody beside you

i wanna give it all up 
i've been thinking heavy
if it hurts it's not love
i don't understand 
cause i'm so used to leaking my blood
hate the way it is
but i can't ever get enough of you
i got myself into a mess
don't think you want me too
didn't mean a thing 
you were here in my room
c'mon cut me through 
rip through a vein or two 
want you to make a move

cut me off (w/ vito) (prod. jolst)

produced by sk8miles
completely non profit
lyrics:

shawty hit me with that vac seal
no gorilla grip
she go on to talk dick sand 
and how im pussy whipped 
glad u can agree that u and i
are a perfect fit 
if we talk about the premise, 
u and i, i guess we're caving in 

caving in 
seems that all i do is fuel some version of the pain im in
glad u getting me n what i've learnt from eating pavement
said the monster looking back on everything he did
i need my medicine 

my feet lost the ground 
i am still not found
I'ma hack at this ounce
blow smoke down and make clouds 
my feet lost the ground
i am still not found
I'ma hack at this ounce 
blow smoke down and make clouds 

so we dress up
and we pub crawl
eatin on her ___
'til i get lockjaw
u gotta love me for the way i am
swear the more the that she could hurt me;
only make me more attached 
blowing smoke into a fan
while she's sleeping in my bed around like 2am
i just crack my beer n touch the cieling crush n toss the can 
lucky im all out of barz cus knowing me id take the chance bro

my bad, love u
that's a lot of vodka for someone 5 foot
hard world. pull thru.
no one gives a fuck and that's a hard truth
but you make me feel alright
better at least than most nights 
it's complex the state of my mind
but she just says to shut up 
and get the knife
 

good point, but i have a knife (sk8miles)

ｎｏ　ａｉｒ，　ｂｕｔ　ｓｏｍｅｈｏｗ　ｉ　ｂｒｅａｔｈｅ　ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ

prod by my guy @solofttt
fucking love you all.
more on the way
stay strong
take care; drink water
try to get some rest.
thank you for being here

too much
i don't wanna feel too much
(like what?)
beat up; feet are clamped in the mud
no one
fuck this damper wood i'm hunching over every day
you shouldn't feed me love 'cause i'll regurgitate it anyways

that's the price that i'll pay
not to be overcome by my emotions
a hallow frame, left to be hung on it's own
where nobody'll noticed it's changed
feel that pain of your confusion
and just turn it into music
orchestrations of my patience
retrospective-made illusions

just be cautious not to lose it
'cause some bitch said something stupid
trust me, god i know it hurts
but know your worth and keep on moving
somewhere in the sky
just go outside and raise your head
there's reclusive ways to cleanse yourself
without this constant dread
but this toxin's running deeper
i don't know how long i'll last
i misplaced my faith with hatred
as i'm staring down the glass
i ain't hitting you up like i know you (but i do)
but i'm up a few notches, i'll understand
'cause the past, it haunts you (it does)
i try to reach out, but i got ghost hands

felt too much
now i don't feel enough
felt too much
i may have dove a little deep in the ocean
for my lungs,
couldn't handle the pressure that they had been holding
y'all folding, but i'm focused
honestly i feel omnipotent
only when i get my hands on the potion
or i'm broken, i'm not joking
but maybe if i break daylight, then i'll get shit done
and i'll feel alright
with a tone so stale there was no real cry
on a blood-stained trail, we still bleed overnight
fuck, i bet that you feel it again
incisions embellish your skin
and now you're all alone again
deprived of the people you thought were your friends
i made a couple calls, did they go through?
it ain't fair, i really don't wanna miss you
take care, i'll be blowing on tissues
no air, but, somehow i breathe through
it's 4 in the morning, my guardian's snoring
i'm sorry i lied, i've been sippin away
i'd make me some porridge, but puke it by morning
the cycle is horrid, but i ain't complain

indefinite pain ain't just part of my day
it's been shrouding my brain
like a vulturous gate
this shit's an escape
i'm always afraid
of being locked out of my own mental state
try not to run away just yet, i feel you
breaching my skin, for the meantime

too much 
i don't wanna feel too much
(like what?)
beat up; feet are clamped in the mud
no one
fuck this damper wood i'm hunching over every day
you shouldn't feed me love 'cause i'll regurgitate it anyways
(anyways)

woodworks [prod. soloft]

ｕｎｔｉｌ　ｔｈｅ　ｄｕｓｋ　ｅｒｏｄｅｓ，　ｏｒ　ｆｉｎａｌｌｙ　ｇｅｔｓ　ｔｏ　ｍｅ

produced by @cartermetro & @gualabeatz

hey, 
workng on a lot; it's been difficult to come by many things lately, 
but i'm really trying to get there
thank you so much for all your support
thank you so much for listening
thank you for being here
take care of yourselves
i love you
drink water 

i don't wanna lose the emotion
i don't wanna sweep it under the floor
'kay girl fuel that substance
like, somehow it knows you need something more
i don't wanna feel real love yet
'cauese love ain't love, it's knowing your core
and i know you know that you're running
better shape up 'fore you keep that

this is not gonna work
imagine reinvention
tryna recollect my worth, yea
i hope you hear it in the words
or at least over the phone
i'm just a broken bird

when my neck goes stiff i try to stretch it
get some leverage into heaven
seen a lot of angry faces, disappointed my decisions
cold bed, lost friends, time spent just forgetting
sharp pains, dull fate; stimulate the seven senses

oh my, don't cry, feel fine that you're falling (2x)

fuck time killed over cheap thrills
like wine spills for some dopamine
i still that i'm unreal, so i choose to be who i wanna be
not swept up like room dust, when it turns dusk and i can't see
how i once felt, if i did well, for the person who had wanted me

never really know if it's a drill
am i really dying? wish i'd know that
write it all on the will
this windowsill really goes back
when all i had was to heal
now all i have is to collapse
coffee cans over pills
hands quake from the cold blast

this is not gonna work
imagine reinvention
tryna recollect my worth, yea
i hope you hear it in the words
or at least over the phone
i'm just a broken bird
(i'm just broken)

40 minutes pass uh
hot water still rolls off of back yo
never can relax, i
step out the moment the feeling retracts
now i feel in mass
got nowhere to go, so i'm making a track
easy as that
you know that you feel it so fade in the grass

neither fight or flight 'cause i'm aware of my abilities
i'll chalk it up until the dusk erodes or finally gets to me
i guess we tend to trust in what we fight for
but don't let a road become an eyesore
open up your mental, persevere and take a dip
just because you weren't there, it doesn't mean they ain't exist
i create to stimulate when no one's there to fill me in
'cause when your home's a hollow body, i could a little pinch, so

we can probably make it work
imagine reinvention
tryna recollect your worth
(worth) 2x
i hope you hear it in the words
or at least over the phone
i am just a broken bird
(i'm just broken)

cans [prod. cxrter x gualabeatz]

ｔｈｉｓ　ｆｉｒｅ　ｂｕｒｎｔ　ｉｔｓｅｌｆ　ｆｏｒ　ｏｘｙｇｅｎ

prod @user-230494921
hope you enjoy 
still more to come
thank you for being here
i appreciate you all so much

could do without a hubris
i barely feel human
tuck it all inside, the heat'll rise until i'm fuming
i wonder what the use is
'cause i ain't wanna do this
no amount of joy could mute the noise the mind produces

quick, you gotta hurt me just to prove that blood was bled
tried every solution
but this one, it feels the best
i can feel my pulse work it's way out of my chest
so tired that this fire burnt itself for oxygen

my mind won't humor me
i feel like a failed attempted lucid dream
a eulogy to send me off, then kick into a flowing stream
(closed my eyes) i'm still the only one that's staring back at me
let her disposition grant a wish of living happily

it took too long just to move on
learnt nuance bared clarities
not headstrong, just kept on
given all the bullshit i was parrying

i can't fill this heart yet
'cause nothing's staying in
(but it might be)

colder than snow
dry like a carcass
cut by the throat
motion; lathergic
left on my own, to my own devices
liquid will flow, i've grown to like it
seldom approach
zero will manage
the older the ghost, the faster they vanish
that home was your home, 'till you've known that you've grown out it's place
with no one in sight, now i throw down the mace

could do without a hubris
i barely feel human
tuck it all inside, the heat'll rise until i'm fuming
i wonder what the use is
'cause i ain't wanna do this
no amount of joy could mute the noise the mind produces

she said i had hopeful eyes, and
that had me mesmerized
if there was time we had left,
then she'd want none of mine

i drowned out all my anger in the water
but that made my heart much hotter
lent a hand, now mine's in sulfur
just so others wouldn't falter

jinn (4lexf)

Carry the Weight

Aight.
Hold up a sec.

Let me get a sip of that. Uhhhh.

Yeah.
Bet.

Uhh.

Yeah.
Time to cook up.

I'm fittna...

Uh. Uh. Uh.
Fuckedwitdapercs too muh.
Bruh. 
I loversomush

Fucked with tha scripts. Slammed my hand in tha door.
Countin' blue faces as I'm grindin' for more.
Caught the op sleepin’, snatched your lick.
Listen up, clowns! See these blicks? Get the fuck on the floor!
Movin' that weight. Blocks at war.
Caught up in tha shit. Blood spillin’ for sure.
Peace in hand, fuck the past, fitna aim higher.
Nights in tha trap. Top me off. Purple pour.
Penthouse in sight. Story. A classic noir!

But I’m fittna change for you.
Make the stars rearrange for you!

Imagine you and me. Hand in hand. Fuck tha scene.
Rip this heart from my chest, give us immortality.
I'd crawl in shit, til my soul comes clean.
Give you my life. Expendable. Kill me!
All those L's I took.
Let down our team.
Bruh I’m fuckin' up. Gold Dust, shattered dreams.
Hear your voice, in my mind it’s a scream.
Broken home, broken glass, taped up. 
Crime scene!

Steppin’ to Satan, but I bring tha fire.
Drownin’ in syrup, numbin’ desire.
Peace in hand, fuck the past, fittna aim higher.
You spit bullets at my dome. 
Shots fired!
Gave it my all, lone gunman for hire.
Stuck behind bars, scars my attire.
I’ll let it out, love, I’m a sinner, a liar.

But I’m fittna change for you.
Make the stars rearrange for you!

Imagine you and me. Hand in hand. Fuck tha scene.
Rip this heart from my chest, give us immortality.
I'd crawl in shit, til my soul comes clean.
Give you my life. Expendable. Kill me!
All those L's I bled for the team.
Bruh I’m fuckin' up. Gold Dust, shattered dreams.
Hear your voice, in my mind it’s a scream.
Broken home, broken glass, taped up crime scene!

I know I fucked us up.
Shot in the gut.
Lost in the cut. I see you fed up. 
Stay with me. Burn tha streets. Molotov 
Set that bitch ablaze, watch the ashes float off.
Still iced double cup.
Stack the gains, leveling up.
We gon’ make it out, still running it up.

Damn! Uh. Uh. Yeah. yeah.
Love I see it now, I was blind take yo aim!
But still clutchin’ the wood grain!
One foot in the grave, C4 to the brain!

Voice crack, plastic mind. 
What the fuck do I say?
Fittna crash out, every thought heartbreak.
Deadass. Bleed for you. Dub the fame away.
Strap our souls up, take us back to our best days!

Goddamn, just fuckin’ end me!
I fucking wrecked us! Shit’s all empty!
I gotta fix this shit! Tear it down and rebuild it!
Please, love! Let me show you what the fuck I got left!
Every fuckin’ piece of me!
Anything you fuckin’ need!
Woahh!
Fuck the past, I’m fittna torch that bitch.
Spark spark to the dark.
Rebuildin’ this shit!

Love, I’m fittna change for you.
Make the stars rearrange for you!
Swear I’m fittna change for you.
Take on all that pain for you!
Love, I’m fittna change for you.
Make the stars rearrange for you!
Swear I’m fittna change for you.
Take on all that pain for you!

Crime scene (Redux)

bad luck w/ skele (prod. irby)

staring at the moon (prod. ryini)

Carlby is an alternative pop artist from the Midwest. Working alongside producer, @horoshavibes, his music is a blend of pop, emo rock and hip-hop.

Contact - carlbymusic.com/contact