×
//
and if my death don't mean shit
i will still be here 

and if i keep on falling
yes
i will dance here with u 

my heart beats fast
but it's not in love
it's dying without u 

and if we go again 
to turn the past
dance with u again 

take me back/take me back
a place calling home 

take me back
oh take me back
but will it be u? 

right there to hold me?
in time of death?
i'll dance forever with u/u
dance with u
///
×
|ヽ∧＿
ゝ ＿＿＼
||´・ω・`| ＞　　   ＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿＿
⌒｀γ´⌒`ヽ(川)=| |─────　　　        ／
(　.人 .人　γ ﾉ　　￣￣￣￣￣￣￣￣
ﾐ(こﾉこﾉ｀ｰ´
)にﾉこ(

i will still be here.

///
~~~
╭━━━━╮
┃ ●══  ┃
┃████┃
┃████┃
┃　○     ┃
╰━━━━╯
𝟶:𝟶𝟶 ──◍───── 𝟷:𝟹𝟶
          <       ⌂       ≡
~~~
alright/alright
i feel like a drug
i feel alright
/alright/alright/alright/
/
no need for distortion
im my own medication
i feel better
i feel what i used to be
this is how it's supposed
not bleeding all the time
not beaten all the time
not calling me a mistake
i feel full of grace
u will never remove that
get the fuck away from me
i feel/feel heavenly
without/without
 u
/
~~~
(im sorry but it's the truth, i feel better without u, it's not drugs, it's not anything of what it's supposed to be in this world, it's u,
im not the mistake, im not the one who needs to be fixed, no one needs to be fixed/not even u.)
~~~
///

PHONE CALL HEAVEN (prod. PartyAtTheMoonTower)

///
my leaves fall
they don't grow
not in this broken forest
keep running
/
don't need help
feels like everythings dying
just like myself
ey
rather be alone
than be in the place where u gave me hell
ey
i dont' know why i but i wanna cry
i don't know why but i wanna cut my veins no
not mine /wanna cut urs
to show u the pain that u give everyday
but nobody cares especially u
when you hide the truth
thats u/always u/it's u/always u
/
confessions
they will arise
it will arise
oh
they will not die
they will/they will not die
don't/don't try to break me
/
try to break me
don't even think about it
or even feel it
/
ur the one
who put me in the coffin
put me in the coffin/put me in the coffin
u made me toxic
i see u plotting
hey
fake tears u love it
soo obsessed wit death
u want me dead
erase my head 
when im laying in bed
///

CONFESSIONS IN A COFFIN (prod. Yamis Sin)

///
maybe we will never make sense
maybe
maybe we will never make sense
we don't make sense
and i think it's better that way
no
im tired of u 
no/no/no more/no more
no 
tired of being a pillow and a blanket
i really wish you get out of my head
it's torture 
 i wish you were dead/i wish u were dead
no more
dead/dead
nobody will ever be on my shoes
cause i never had legs to begin with
i hate u
i wish u were dead
///
　 ∩＿＿
　|::/:　 ≡ ヽ
　|::|:|￣￣  ||
   |::|:|  0% ||
　|::|:|＿＿_||
　|::| O @ O|
　|::| (,,ﾟДﾟ)|  ＜
 （ﾉ 日日日|つ
　|::|日日日|
　|::|　｡.　 |
　 ￣U"U￣

OUR SOULS DON'T MIX WELL (prod. Yamis Sin)

Beat: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TAxSFjqBcg

//

I'm split in two
Should I love you?
Split in two
Should I love you?

You say we're moving fast
But I don't want the time to pass
You say we're moving way too fast
And I can see the time
Wasting, wasting, wasting away

Split in two
Should I love you?
Split in two
Should I love you?

Don't
You know?
You mean so much to me
So much to me

I think you're thinking way too much
You should just
Take me home

Split in two
Should I love you?
Split in two
Should I love you?

Love Overdose prod. DOREII

//
no
living day by day
atleast im ok
again/no/again/
no more pain
no pain no
got out of that place
don't gotta go back again
i know i gotta face my past
but the philosophies are like dresses
i burn them to ash/i burn them to ash
no more condencending
no more conversations
u ruined my life
the way how i talk
the way how i think
the way how i feel
like a disgrace/like a disgrace
no more/no more/no more/no more
/no/no/more/more/more/more
//
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⡤⠤⣤⢼⣩⡥⡤⣤⠤⢄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣔⠊⡱⠁⢀⠎⠀⠀⠀⠑⡄⠀⠉⢆⡈⠢⢄⡀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡔⣽⣁⣀⣸⠀⠀⠀⠀⡰⠣⣀⣀⣈⡎⠉⠣⡀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡜⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⢇⡠⠔⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⢣⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠑⠀⠀⡠⠀⠁⠀⣄⠀⠀⢠⠄⠀⠈⠊⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢣⠀⠀⣄⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠉⠀⠀⠀⠁⠀⣄⠀⠀⡜⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢆⠀⠉⠀⠀⠐⠅⠀⠀⠀⠪⠂⠀⠀⠉⠀⡰⠁⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢆⠀⠸⠇⠀⠀⠀⣶⠀⠀⠀⠸⠃⠀⡰⠁⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢢⡀⠀⢠⡆⠀⠀⠀⢐⠄⠀⠀⡜⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⢄⠀⠀⠀⣦⠀⠀⠀⢠⠊⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠑⠦⣀⣀⣀⡠⠒⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
　　　｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ。
　　　ﾟ。　　｡ﾟ
　　　　ﾟ･｡･ﾟ
　　　　.・゜
　　　゜｡
　 ･ ﾟ*｡･ﾟ♡｡･
　　　☆ﾟ･｡･
　　　　ﾟ｡･*
　　　ﾟ *･｡･♡
　　･ ☆ ｡･ﾟ･"
☆・*。
　・゜
　　+ * 。
　　　　.・
　　　　 ゜
               *

PHILOSOPHIES ARE LIKE DRESSES (prod. Yamis Sin)

///
i don't wanna wake up
in ur arms/in ur arm
oh please tell me
what do the drugs make u feel?
after all these years 
ever since i was born
tell me
just tell me
i should kill u
i feel like a waste
god dammit
i should kill u
u made me feel like a mistake
i don't know what to feel
i don't know how to live
am i doing this right?
am i doing/am i doing this right?
just tell me
please tell me
///
._|\________ _________ _____,,_
../ `–||||||||- ——— ——— —->º˚°
./_=:O______ _________ _____||
…),—.(_( __) /
..// (\) ),——’
.//___///`
‘//__////

QUESTIONABLE BULLET (prod. Yamis Sin)

///
ok im feeling funny
maybe im feeling happy
oh no what is this?
oh no did the pills are they laced in?
i don't know if that's it
but im feeling ok
is this normal?
all the time i was dying
not anymore
~~~
but i still wanna talk about the bullet u gave me
yes im talking about that day in the car
u think i didn't notice
my own fucking heart dying
u should be the one rotting
all the fucking sorr- oh fuck
all the fucking sorry's
can go to hell/can go to hell/can go to hell/can go to hell/hell/hell/hell/hell
everything can go to hell
it wasn't worth it being in here
i tried my best
i am a garden
i offered u myself
u poisoned me
i trusted u
///
║\
║  \
║    \
║      \
║   ▒║
║   ▒║
║   ▒║
║   ▒║
║   ▒║
║   ▒║
║   ▒║
║   ▒║
▓▓▓▓
[█▓]
[█▓]
[█▓]\( ･ิω･ิ)
[██

RAZORBLADED SORRY (prod. Yumis Sin)

///
waking up 
waking up hurts
please stop i-i don't wanna wake up anymore
im trying
i don't wanna wake up or if i wake up can i not feel pain?
please?/please?/please?/i beg/save me/please/please/please
/
save me
im dying
/
just look at my eyes
u can see my demise
it's not a way/ a way to live
then save me/just save me
/
if i have to give it more than just myself
just to escape from this pain
i can't take it anymore
please erase it
take it away from me
/take it away/take it away/away my pain
/
no
u did this to me
u did this to me/u did this to me
///
⢣⠀⢣⡀⢣⣴⣾⠿⠿⠿⠿⠿⣷⣶⣄⡀
⠀⢣⣠⡿⠋⢁⠀⣀⣤⡤⣤⣀⠀⠠⠈⠻⣧⡀
⢣⣼⠟⢀⠁⠀⡾⠡⡥⢷⣥⠌⢷⠀⠈⡀⢹⡿⣦⡀
⣼⡏⠀⠄⠀⢸⡥⢼⣆⣰⣿⡗⢚⡇⠀⠄⢸⡁⠀⣹
⠻⣇⠀⢁⠀⠀⢷⡐⢛⢿⢛⢂⡾⠀⢀⠁⣸⡶⠋⠁
⡜⠙⣷⣄⠐⠀⡀⠉⠛⠚⠛⠉⡀⠐⢀⣼⠋
⠀⡜⠁⡜⠛⠷⢦⣄⣀⣀⣀⣠⡴⠞⠋
⠀

DEMISE IN MY EYES (prod. Yamis Sin)

///
cage
stargazing in my own head
just to see
what's wrong with me?
poisoned
broken
in the bandages
scars re-opened
no/no
im my own tourniquet
am i ok?/am i ok?/ok?/ok/broken
everything in my arterys are irrelevant/irrelevant
i can't get enough
oh this feeling in my brain/brain
sane
im not insane
ur the one who needs to be checked
ur the one thats cursed
saying that im the one who should be crucifyed
i don't need to die/die
ur the devilish god
///

CHAMBER OF TOURNIQUETS (prod. Yami's Sin)

[just a dum dum cookie cooking cookie music not baking bacon [._.] × > nugget stars for u~♡×]
--- ×
　    ∩    ∧＿∧
 　 ﾉ ヽ( ´´ิ∀´ิ` )
 ⊂´＿＿＿___∩
×
ʕ . _ .ʔ
☆☆☆☆☆
☆☆☆☆☆
　　　　　|
　　　　　|
　　　　　|
　　　　　|
　　　　　|
　／￣￣＼|
＜ ´･ 　　 |＼
　|　３　 | 丶＼
＜ 、･　　|　　＼
　＼＿＿／∪ _ ∪)
　　　　　 Ｕ Ｕ
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-
▪︎fre■nc◇ht○oas♤tw□af£f°les
☆
>:[  ]
/ / /---○ ╦╤─ ҉ ☆
| | |
☆
//////
-
× /|||~°~  our veins cannot connect if we continue being razor blades towards each other ~\ |||/ ×


OUR SOULS DON'T MIX WELL (prod. Yamis Sin)

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