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Raccoon GF

STOP MUMBLING AND SPEAK UP SON

did you get my message yesterday
the blue light never flashes anyways
as if i had something to say
or wanted to meet you halfway

i can hear what you say
i can here
i can’t hear
i can hear
i can’t here

we’ll talk in circles in our beds
just talk until the moon is dead
words we’ll just forget
until we just forget

about the little boy
who never enjoyed
the things in life
we’ll help him out
before the day
it ends in fright

oh boy what ever happened to you
you were so innocent

Message For You

LOW-T

birdbath - imdeadanditsyourfault☆

Hallowed- C.O.R.O.N.A

you talk 
I speak
we are both freaks
crashed car ripped your clothes
I don’t think they’ll ever know.

we walked for hours
you picked wild flowers 
where we’re going no one knows 
we’ll make our minds up as we go

while all the other people keep pretending
spinnin in a cycle never ending
always finding something keeps you stressing 
I can’t help but say those words
when you come through I find my nerves see

nothing really matters when I'm with you.

we slipped to night
you’re late sounds right
petty crimes and rainy coats
singing long to the stereo



nothing really matters when I’m with you x3

Nothing Matters (with you)

notice
me now
i make music on soundcloud
follow me
and like my songs
stream them all day and all night long
follow my twitter too
tell me that i am cool
like all my tweets and reply to me
i have nothing left
i have no girlfriend
filling up the void with the internet

the numbers on the screen must go up
the numbers on the screen must go up
the numbers on the screen the numbers on the screen
overstimulation dopamine wtf

wasting all my time
caring more about numbers than real life
feeling like a loser
excited by numbers on computers
my soul has been erroded
5g is corrosive
the internet will fuck u up and ud never know it
real goals have been erased
we wait for the numbers to go up all day

the numbers on the screen must go up
the numbers on the screen must go up
the numbers on the screen the numbers on the screen
overstimulation dopamine wtf

numbers on screen go up

cover art by @halfperfection on instagram

you're fed up with the world
looked up how to tie a noose
you're a child of the devil
and a victim of abuse
but that's okay because
i think that im a lot like you
i have my flaws and regrets
im imperfect too

when the knives start to rust
it will all return to dust

the streets are just echoes of fallen greatness
where the young and naive go to meet the faithless
passed out on trains that are going nowhere
baptized by fire in holy warfare

the flames of the underworld
are hotter than you think
the bodies of the damned 
perpetually stink
you're a product of your environment
so please dont blame yourself
but there's no point in blaming anybody else

you're obsessed with the moon
salvation wont be coming soon

strange ceremonies and blood rituals
evil black magic and dark crystals
pagans and witchcraft are your only hope
theres so many things you'll never know

songs of birds echo through my room at night
ballerinas made of glass await me in daylight
songs of birds echo through my room at night
ballerinas made of glass await me in daylight

i died long ago because i killed myself trying to rebel
and im sorry but im already so far gone i cant love anyone

Wicca Kids

Blowing My head off

I’m Sorry That I Blew My Brains Out Across The Room

Hey have you guys heard about snail man 
He was just right over there man
I see him everywhere And  im not a schizophrenic
 
Cause once you’re fucking snail pilled
It can never be cancelled
You’ll see him every where and
When you scream he will stand still

Snail man just shot the Home Depot
Snail man just bombed a casino
Snail man doesn’t have a big ego
Because there’s not many people
 half man 
half snail 
6 feet to scale
Snail mans not frail
He's been to jail

Snail man
Snail man 
Snail man
Snail man
Snail man
 Snail man
Is fucking real
Snail man
Snail man 
Snail man
Snail man
Snail man 
Snail man
Made a law appeal

Snail man  doesn’t listen to words
Lives off the grid
And eat shrubs and herbs

Its snail man call 911
theres a green guy with a gun

Snail man doesn’t care about us 
snail man doesn’t have a job
Snail man doesn’t have a knife
Snail man doesn’t have a life

but they say Im crazy,  they don’t believe me  I know I saw it
I know I called him
 He spawned 
He crawled  
he’s the so called
Mr salt bald
Mr slime fraud
He’s loved and awed
He’s been appalled
He’s been abroad
And he’s been real all along

(everyone thinks im fucking crazy! la la la la bark bark bark)
Never touch him
 never speak foul 
he’ll say gotcha , see you in hell 
Any offer
Anyone in sight
Once I caught him
It was late at night
 so I called his name
And he went away
And since that day
I tried spread his ways

Snail man
Snail man 
Snail man
Snail man
Snail man
 Snail man
Is fucking real
Snail man
Snail man 
Snail man
Snail man
Snail man
 Snail man
Made a law appeal
Snail man  Doesn’t listen to words
Lives off the grid
And eat shrubs and herbs

Its snail man call 911
theres a green guy with a gun

Snail man
Snail man 
Snail man
Snail man
Snail man
 Snail man
Is fucking real
Snail man
Snail man 
Snail man
Snail man
Snail man
 Snail man
Made a law appeal
Snail man  Doesn’t listen to words
Lives off the grid
And eat shrubs and herbs

Its snail man call 911
theres a green guy with a gun

Snail Man

LYRICS

Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in
Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in

You say the way I see this world is so absurd
I see the way you run this world no justice served...
so Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in
Fuck optics
fuck all this
bullshit I 
still live in

You say that I should watch just what I say,
I look around these streets disgusting and deranged...
so fuck optics.


Fuck optics
fuck what you 
hear I say
you don't like
Fuck optics
fuck what you 
hear I say
you don't like

Thousands of years all burned down with but a word,
one of these years oh we're all just gonna learn...
fuck optics.

Thousands of years all burned down with but a word,
one of these years oh we're all just gonna learn
Thousands of years all burned down with but a word,
one of these years oh we're all just gonna learn...
fuck optics.

Message For You

sodaboy64

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