oh shit. what how did i stumble upon this

can i use ur music in my vids with credit

it’s crazy to hear this bar actually on the main account i love it so much

ty for listenin
prod plantcham
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fuck all the motions 
i left you hopeless 
why do you
look like that
i know you
don’t try to lie 
give me some time 
time 
i’m hurt all over 
du du du duu
don’t uh 
du du du duu
don’t be dramatic 
my love is at ivory window

face in my pillow 
something we had 
she wants to die 
she said feelings are bad 
closure to laugh 
fuck what we had 
had 
had

fuck all the motions 
i left you hopeless 
why do you
look like that
i know you
don’t try to lie 
give me some time 
time 
i’m hurt all over 
du du du duu
don’t uh
du du du duu
don’t be dramatic 
my love is at ivory window 
du du du duu
don’t uh
du du du duu
don’t be dramatic 
my love is at ivory window

ivory window

ericdoa - Intestine (walked in) *UNREALEASED HD FULL SONG*

insta snippet from 9/23/22 🫂🫂🫂🔒🫂 🔒
all credit to @ericdoa
(edit: i changed the title from "social topic" to "youre in danger" bc thats what bro says)

ericdoa - you're in danger* (UNRELEASED HQ SNIPPET)

loop by gavin hadley

lyrics:

yeah you said

down the line maybe we could reconnect

but my guess is

you got tied up with things

i heard you're killing out west

gotta run soon, trust me

i know how it goes

and you're gone by the morning

where you'll wind up

baby i don't know

on the run 11.29.22 10:01 pm

produced by evan sasha

lyrics:

boy i'm golden

stripes on my face like i don't notice

darling i cry

darling i cry

tell me do you yearn for me when i'm away

you could slow down i can run your pace

turn a blind eye to the mess we made

turn a blind eye to the mess we made

MARLBORO_RED 7.31.22 6:41 PM (PST)

PROD AUSTYN WITH A Y + ANEM0S

COVER ART BY @covrboy ON TWITTER

losemymind (fast)

song from 2021 that i thought wasnt good enough...awkwerdddd

beignet

fuck my mic brok e

what is there left to do

The lyrics is belong to Kurdish poet  Hemen mokoriane 


￼ The nightingale with broken wings at the time of my bloom,
Only sends sighs into the hollow of my heart’s tomb.

I’m a Kurdish captive of Newroz dawn,
My soul is chained, in silent fire drawn.

A sparkless ember on Yalda’s night,
Awaiting a fate lost to the light.

The voiceless dove of a spring undone,
A colorless flower in the weeping sun.

In the corner of a barren, silent fest,
I’m a black-cloaked beauty at her best.

The vanished hand of my proud tribe’s grace,
The bitter scent of a love I chase.

At the grave of a forgotten martyr I cry,
A thirsty, twisted tree under a sunless sky.

I am the poet’s dusty, crumpled page,
A tomb-lit candle, a funeral stage.

I’m the bent reed of old songs’ sound,
A tainted blood, where bitter memories are found.

The flame-draped shawl of morning’s cry,
My father—a whisper, my son—a sigh.

Burnt wings of a moth in prayer’s flight,
Empty wineglass in a tavern of night.

The scent of rosemary from distant lands,
An out-of-tune instrument in unseen hands.

A broken rhythm on yellow hills’ bed,
Wounded, sick—what pain can I shed?

The last sunbeam of autumn’s flame,
An aged, bitter poet with no name.

So how can I tell you what I am?
Even I doubt whether I truly am.

on the run 11.29.22 10:01 pm

cyba

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