Attention -Charlie Puth (Slowed)

Xell-Heat (Slowed)

argyle (slowed)

So can you
Fuck off, I don't need your hand
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin' so
Good luck with your next boyfriend
'Cause I don't want a girl, I ain't even want a man—
Bloomtodeath

I was tryna make a living
Well I did, and now I don't wanna live at all
And you wonder why I'm distant
My only friend is whatever I was trippin' off
Yeah, but you would never get it
You turned my personality into some kind of fetish
You think it’s all copacetic
I hit your pen and then I lost it
Ever since then, I've been manic and exhausted
Think I wanna die and I can't keep my mind off it
Twenty-four-seven headache and I'm always nauseous
Cut my losses 'cause I can never tеll if it's somethin' I really wanted

Would you fuck off?
I don't need your hand
You thought it was lovе, baby
I was just playin' so
Good luck with your next boyfriend
'Cause I don't want a girl, I ain't even want a man

I just, I just wanna be dead (Don't be that brash)
I just, I just wanna be dead (Like)
Yeah, I just wanna be dead (Real fr— Wake the fuck up)
I just, I just wanna be dead (Who you really call— Real fr)

[Verse 2]
Run away from me, baby, block my cell
Judgment Day is comin', I'ma rot in hell and
I'm too fuckin' cowardly to off myself
All the talk don't help, you just not gon—
Okay, I started all this shit as an outlet
Now everybody plug in where they mouth is
So I burned out, all my thoughts were clouded
I was shocked by this shit that I shouted
And an old friend told me that I sold out
So I laughed and said, "All I wear is argyle"
'Cause you’d think that maybe I’d set the bar too high
When I'm strugglin' to find a way to waste my time

Just fuck off, I don't need your hand
You thought it was love, baby
I was just playin' so
Good luck with your next boyfriend
'Cause I don't want a girl, I ain't even want a man

I just, I just wanna be dead (Fuck)
I just wanna be dead
I just, I just wanna be dead
I just wanna be dead

brakence - argyle (slowed)

brain aneurysm

sexnb

lyrics:
ya im outta luck
in the back seat i just wanna fuck
hit from the back ya i wanna feel love
wit the bros ya we up in the club
yeah we fuck it up
got her addicted she actin up
sit on my dick she dont wanna get off
all these bitches they never shut up

i think im lost
got me exhausted
look what it costed
she givin me top, yk she want it
all this sh for the bag, yk im on it

all these fake bitches praying on my down fall
they think im stupid but i kno ab they're private calls
bitches crawlin back like ur the one who built this wall
y y y y ya ur the one who built this wall

outta luck

Brakence - Venus Fly Trap (slowed + reverb) FOLLOW FOR MORE

Brakence - Venus Fly Trap (slowed + reverb)

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I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE ORIGINAL SONG

brakence - introvert (with beautiful outro)

playboi carti - bando (slowed)

Some slowed and reverb song
(By nicopatty)

Change my mind

Nicopatty - Change my mind (Slowed reverb)

ROCHAS FORSAKEN THEME OFFICIAL UPLOAD

Heat prod. jujusatx

Not that active on SoundCloud...
I find memes on Youtube and upload them to SoundCloud :p

My old account https://soundcloud.com/fund1-472974873?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

brain aneurysm

Cloud Zero

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