beat produced by daddy.b
vocals and mastering by -tylerfff.
art by -tylerfff.

(lyrics) [-tylerfff.]
of course i love the feeling
of my own breathing, not short
for every numbing hour numbing closer, feeling farther
grab for more and suddenly unnerving take vape nation
breaks into the state-n vacant, how outrageous 
seventeen apolstered men with contracts set for signing
i ask them all but why who’s this?
it’s a big wide open world we live in son, cease and desist
so i’m kicked out my apartment spinning witnesses for kicks
cus licks with this is now my only fit to manage finances and shit

pacing up and down like in a gym class
never felt this fast
and i know that what i’m tellin you is vast, take a minute look on genius with ya pickadilly ass
with the grime on your keyboard that’s causing disease I won’t let you point that shit ‘round me
or my girl cyrus, like i, mentioned in the beginning of the
song
(yeah that’s right that’s on cap no period, filas filas)

Corona Virus (Pray for Miley Cyrus)

Corona Virus (Pray for Miley Cyrus) _beat2

Waffle House

Waffle House _beat4

(verse one)
sacks are full of bum ass rum with side effects for ups
i dont got no place to be i guess we fuckin this house up
and we got
seventeen heat teetered seaters leaning to keep leaders feverish

really we can deal with it?
feels like im just stealin it
oh you’ll tell me im just feelin it
but its immediate, and you’re so into it
i wish, you could commit

to be there by my side for lying pothead trickery red-hood science under po-po-police sirens
i’ve got riot, fuck the titans

(chorus)
god you got me goin off
you know you’re not showing off
i’ma put that shit on pause
my songs blast the autobahn

i feel beams inside of me
and they control my every action like old pilot’s fighter dreams
pew pew fear is on the scene

(verse two)
its like a dream i had
last night
i know what you want
and ill fuckin lay it on ya

i’m so hard to feel right now i grow from petty things
my precedents spied from dreams, of dark things, that i think
but i’m too scared to open up and throw more things on the floor
for the, stomach of the friendship and family suckers craters tense like no other
feeling like i 
can not open to
anything but
i guess i’ll try to

i’m so comfy speakin light around it almost spoke your name
by the way i am ashamed bout every day just like the same but

(chorus)
god you got me goin off
you know you’re not showing off
i’ma put that shit on pause
my songs blast the autobahn

i feel beams inside of me
and they control my every action like old pilot’s fighter dreams
pew pew fear is on the scene

i have fear inside of me
you dont know what i have seen
if we get together though, what will this bring
i’ma talk to you about it next spring, or i’ma never get close

Wag _beat7

(-tylerfff.)
rainy days like this make me feel so much more diluted
got no one else to bring me down, my spirit’s growing through it
assumptions bring my mentions down yet calling other’s mistakes out is
against every code you sign called friendship long ago
what could that half have to do with it
anything else is scrutinous
you buy that bike i won (ch-ching)
you kept it all along (skr-skr)
i dig the path around you out yet how’ve you yet to fall?
i’ve got no one else at all
yet you trusting me is wrong
(friends knew all along)

everybody that you know is gonna fly right over you, baby
if you know you have control then stop it
trust me they don’t like it

its the curls around your face
i die to feel your sweet embrace
the death a serenade as well
so swell as open wounds compel
i’ve got your signature from long ago
i bet i could trace that across your whole body your brain seems to sway and go
your emotions laying low
i murder the know to know
why can’t she just let me know?
don’t know what i need to know
why can’t i just seem to go
don’t know where i need to go to
make it seem a smoother place in half a heart a lion leaps in bounds
just say who the fuck you got around

everybody that you know is gonna fly right over you, baby
if you know you have control then stop it
trust me they don’t like it

i thought that you knew me too
kiss me way back in December
would you’ve known it too?
i’m so alone what’s the deal
i thought that you knew me too
i thought that you knew me too
i thought that you knew me too
i thought that you knew me too

Thought You Knew Me Too

Thought You Knew Me Too _beat8

Wag (stripped)

_beat7 stripped (Wag)

Leave of Mind

Leave of Mind _beat9

Love Function

Love Function _beat10

Love Function (instrumental)

_beat10 instrumental (Love Function)

FAKE TEARS!
(verse 1)
put your hands up this a stick up!
(provide me with bags and makeup)
you ain’t got no ear to listen!
(im embarrassed, last decision)

we’ve got so much love potential!
(kids with me and you is fatal)
if you beam then i will transform!
(set me off and i’ll throw tantrums)

got no reason to run i dont know why you’re so fast
we can break across the table head and stash to dash away the covers
culprits creepin freak’shly asking sickly reasons for inviting
site-invites to my indite he realized im famous and fled the sky

(chorus)
you and me are building such an anxious-stretched environment
i’m not myself with thoughts on shelf and
you not in my dm’s, screamin
we’ve got nowhere else to be but here!
i don’t want your instincts in my ear, fake tears!

(verse 2)
i aint got no fuckin strap!

i wont do shit for yo ass!
(things that tangle, always strangle)
come on back and then i’ma cap!
(get more agency than that)
we ain’t got no time to relax, facts

we’ve been sitting talking at the bottom of the sea for an eternity and i ain’t go no sleep
i think i’ve lost my beef, with just bout everything
the gossip had me running and now my brain’s bricked struggling

but i at least i ain’t got no more fucking stragglers!
but hagglers bashin’s all i live for,
and i live for nothing at all!

(chorus)
you and me are building such an anxious-stretched environment
i’m not myself with thoughts on shelf and
you not in my dm’s, screamin
we’ve got nowhere else to be but here!
i don’t want your instincts in my ear, fake tears!

you and me are building such an anxious-stretched environment
i’m not myself with thoughts on shelf and
you not in my dm’s, screamin
we’ve got nowhere else to be but here!
i don’t want your instincts in my ear, fake tears!

daddy.b

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