lyrics:

atp im down for whatever
relationship w a whore
whatever

the pillows i hug r not enough
i need some fucking female touch

but im a wreck im a mess
im not a good man
i have a billion issues
save me pls maam

idc about anything i just need a hug
im so down bad and i don give a fuck

atp im down for whatever
relationshit w a whore
whatever
fuck my life fuck me
forever
im gonna kill myself i swear
whatever
x2

i dont blame the society
i dont blame anyone else
the only one whos responsible is me, myself

i know im at fault i fucked my life up
so a whore would be just good enough

i dont pity myself i deserve what i got
but for my redemption i need someone

atp im down for whatever
relationshit w a whore
whatever
fuck my life fuck me
forever
im gonna kill myself i swear
whatever
x2

to scratch my hair cuddle me in bed
holy shit i hate myself

finally im starting to get what ive always wanted
but why does it matter when im fucked in my head

im not good looking have no social skills
my paycheck barely covers all these bills

they said i shouldnt drink on these pills
but what the fuck am i supposed to do
fuck this bullshit

atp im down for whatever
relationshit w a whore
whatever
fuck my life fuck me
forever
im gonna kill myself i swear
whatever
x2

Relationship W A Whore

uuhuhhhh cameron phlodge song cover

i have like 30 thousand unfished songs bruh 

lyrics:
I just want a Firebird and a Monte Carlo
I don't need love, from no hoes
I just want a Firebird and a Monte Carlo
I don't need love, from no hoes

Fuck whatever that bitch says
That bitch want me dead
Yeah, she see me going far
In my NASCAR
She mad that I'm a rockstar

Fuck whatever that bitch says
That bitch want me dead
Yeah, she see me going far
In my NASCAR
She mad that I'm a rockstar
I just want a Firebird and Monte Carlo
I don't need love, from no hoes
I just want a Firebird and a Monte Carlo
I don't need love, from no hoes

monte carlo (cover)

In an instant I was greeted at
The doorway of a toxic social scene
Narcissistic and conceited and
I fit right in 'cause they were just like me
Made my way down to the kitchen
Kicking back and swapping stories, getting stoned
But the stash runs dry and soon enough
You're broken, sad, and sober and alone

Tempted to try and fill the void with
Parties, sex, and surface level friends
But a few years running circles later
Realize you're right back there again
Opportunities will dwindle
As you fall further behind all of your peers
Old friendships left unkindled take
The back seat to new families and careers

So while you can, hold on to what you can
And if you can, don't let it go
Or end up as an empty man
In an empty house that used to feel like home

Now we're picking up new hobbies
New attempts to fill the silence of the day
But soon enough we find out we can't
Lift or sing or play this pain away
Homeless, drunks, and prisoners
Their faces broadcast onto the TV
Provide decent folk examples of
The people they should strive to never be

And the algorithm's spewing shit
A force-fed feedback loop where nothing's new
Creating culture celebrating virtue-ized compulsion to consume
So watch another episode, the TV screen eternally turned on
And if the screen's not sharp enough then buy a better one on Amazon

So while you can, hold on to what you can
And if you can, don't let it go
Or end up as an empty man
In an empty house that used to feel like home

Now I watch my wheels turn, I'm taking
Shortcuts to dead ends, nowhere to go
So for now I'm waiting patiently
To visit places I may never go
I know I'll get there eventually
Even if "there" is but an early grave
At least I'll be rotting liberated
Till then give me something I can break

So while you can, hold on to what you can
And if you can, don't let it go
Or end up as an empty man
In an empty house that used to feel like home

Don't Let It Go

Lyrics:

Glued to my fucking bed, lazy and suicidal
Staring at the endless abyss of the screen
Redpill this blackpill that
I really don't fucking care anymore
I'm just laying down and rotting
Playing video games or watching anime 
What do I even do with my life?
Except to just lay down and rot?

LAY DOWN AND ROT
LAY DOWN AND ROT
ITS NOT TOO LATE TO GIVE UP
AND BE USELESS 

Everybody else is having fun with life
But not me, I was dealt a bad hand
I'm too awkward and weird for anyone 
I don't fit in with any social circle
I despise everyone else anyway
I won't be able to socialize
without being awkward
So I'll just lay down and rot

Starving myself
Fatigue is hitting me like a brick
I think I'll just die in my bed
Laying down...and rotting


Lay Down And Rot

Archangel

<33

I don't have time to post,
I'm sorry its not my fault
I hope you still like me,
I only want to bleed

I can't make music now,
Because I have no time
Its all about exams,
Its all about my life

I want to go outside,
And finaly meet my friends
I hope she will be mine,
She hopes I will be dead

Should I ask her out?
Or should I just be dead
Her style is so sick,
Her blue hair makes me feel weak

I'm scared of everyone,
I love her so much
I'm gonna fail my class,
Because of her

I send her funny pictures,
She see me as an stranger
God, she don't even like me,
I'm so stupid

I'M GONNA SLIT MY WRIST,
BECAUSE NOBODY CARES
I'M SO HOPELESS NOW,
Ehh not again

TOO MUCH PAIN IN MY LIFE,
I SEE HER AS AN STAR
SHE HATES ME TOUGH,
...Nevermind


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I'm Sorry I Don't Have Time To Make Music

First trap/dub/grimestep beat hope you guys like the new direction of this account <3

Bite the Curb

im almost certain i played the bass part one note off but whatever

drug approved (2023)

i'm horrid henry cover

he sits on my ass and dont work at all
no breakfast money for u bro
but he wants some girl in my house
guess i gotta tell him
i wont give i wont give i wont give 
handle ur dick yourself
i wont give i wont give i wont give money
handle ur dick yourself

hande ur dik yourself

Again, again I lose my way,
In pain, in hate I drown each day.
What is this endless rule I fight,
So cruel it steals away my light.
What I may want will never matter,
Fate presses down, life is a shatter.
You’re falling,
No ground to borrow,
No meaning,
Just downwards sorrow.

And searching, searching for a door,
I know they’re there, of that I’m sure.
But who will pay the price at last?
No other way, though pain holds fast.
A lie feels perfect just for a moment,
But soon the cost destroys atonement.
You’re paying,
Though it will kill you,
Know always,
Fate still will find you.

Way Out

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Don't Let It Go

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