Playtime Seacoast Motel
Produced by Lontalius 
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this song is not on streaming platforms cause i straight up ripped the beat from the original song

Lyrics:

thoughts that go like bullets through you
the time you told me that you wished you were dead
wished you were dead

but so broken on,
what you cant stop choosing
to sleep through your alarms,
man your losing your head!
losing your head

the thoughts that go like bullets through you
the time you told me that you wished you were dead
wished you were deadddd

but so broken on,
what you cant stop choosing
to sleep through your alarms,
man your losing your heaaaaaadddd!!!
losing your heaaaaaaaaddddd

thoughts that go like bullets through you
the time you told me that you wished you were deaaaaaad
wished you were deaaaaaad

Sleeping Through All Your Alarms (Cover)

guitar from h8mario i sampled from youtube

-

I don't try to take it harshly,
But somethings just can't end abruptly
Just picture something that you see everyday,
Just disappear completely and can't be replaced

Just pick it all out, I'm tired of it being there
Thirty round mag and the rest, on wood stairs
I stare at the wall just for fun everyday,
I tried to converse but it didn't say hey

Cause walls can't talk, and neither can you,
Cause you're deep in the ground, in a box
"We've been through"
I come to your spot every once and a while
I can't help but laugh bout the memories, I smile

And on, and on, and on, and onn
(Humming)
I am off keyyy
I don't care

Despondency Freestyle

I saw the
Light under the door
Your bedroom light was on
People Try
To ruin things that they cant have

Boil all the pieces, make it fit inside the socket
Feeling really nihilist, can you sneak this in my pocket?
I saw my body curled up on the kitchen floor
New flesh suit inside the closet, couldn't ask for more!

I saw the
Light under the door
Your bedroom light was on
People Try
To ruin things that they cant have

Sleep in the highway
Everything's simple
Finding the escape
Popping my pimples
Brain in the doorway
I cannot see you
Skin tough like hard clay
Water splash ripples

Sleep in the highway
Everything's simple
Finding the escape
Popping my pimples
Brain in the doorway
I cannot see you
Skin tough like hard clay
Water splash ripples

Sleep in the highway
Everything's simple
Finding the escape
Popping my pimples
Brain in the doorway
I cannot see you
Skin tough like hard clay
Water splash ripples

And if it's nothing, then I guess I was right again
Can't put this feeling into words, that I get
It could be change, or no, it could be nothing
I'm like "Whatever let it blow in the wind"

Sleep in the highway
Everything's simple
Finding the escape
Popping my pimples
Brain in the doorway
I cannot see you
Skin tough like hard clay
Water splash ripples

Confide / Drowse

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

Die
You're a piece of shit, I mean it
I have forty five on the clock, that's forty five minutes I got
A sore throat, always talking like it's Cold and Cough
If I had a will to live, then I guess I would tell you off

But I don't really mind if you yell at me, I mean it
Waste your time screaming through the screen, you're anemic
8 feet tall with a sombrero hat kinda,
Fits the definition

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

David's got a temper again
You said you made a lot of wrong turns, turning the bend
I hate I argue when you glance at me, and think that we're friends
I got prophecies, like Socrates, I blow in the wind

Temperr

my own flip on cleaver valley i did the chorus different

also its not me playing the guitar, credit to sadisfying

original: https://soundcloud.com/semataryy/sematary-ghost-mountain

Cleaver Valley Acoustic Cover (Hundred Acre Wrist)

Red Room Valentine (Worlds A Fuck Acoustic Cover)

cover of Birds Fear Death’s “do you still believe in god?”

favorite track off of livestream death compilation

support the artist: https://birdsfeardeath.bandcamp.com
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/HRoHoKZJsDHHdqkJA

Do You Still Believe In God? (Acoustic Cover)

DavidCrypt - Missingno.000
Bootleg Advance SP
Produced by me
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Lyrics:

Buried in the snow
Black stained on the icy grass
Waiting for no one,
Feel like sally in the pumpkin patch
Talking, like yo bro
Midwxst, you know i made it back
Bitches come and go
Leaning down
Hide inside the bag

Buried in the snow
Black stained on the icy grass
Waiting for no one,
Feel like sally in the pumpkin patch
Talking, like yo bro
Midwxst, you know i made it back
Bitches come and go
Leaning down
Hide inside the bag

Macintosh, you are a fraud
Forty five guns, loaded on
Read my mind, like whats the time?
Got brand new shoes just made for mine
LQ snippet,
What’s the mission?
Why do all your friends go missing?
Just kidding, pot to piss in
Took my time now the times gone missing

Buried in the snow
Black stained on the icy grass
Waiting for no one,
Feel like sally in the pumpkin patch
Talking, like yo bro
Midwxst, you know i made it back
Bitches come and go
Leaning down
Hide inside the bag

Buried in the snow
Black stained on the icy grass
Waiting for no one,
Feel like sally in the pumpkin patch
Talking, like yo bro
Midwxst, you know i made it back
Bitches come and go
Leaning down
Hide inside the bag

Missingno.000 (davidcrypt)

Skin Mask (Acoustic Cover)

DavidCrypt - I Aint Got No iPhone (Bonus Track 2)
Splitbirth
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cover https://youtu.be/vUI9M9SyX7s

soundcloud exclusive

I Aint Got No iPhone (Bonus Track 2)

DavidCrypt - Angel Hair
Splitbirth
Produced by me
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Sample: Birds Fear Death - I Won’t Be Here Tomorrow

Lyrics:

Shaving cream in my mouth, the stench of loss of life
Strong scent of ash and beer keep me awake, me alive
As my eyes begin to weigh, resist the urge to rest
I let the rat in a burning bowl stuck to my chest eat through my flesh

As I rise up, God sees me, and he sighs my name
The Sirens calling me down, but I don’t know which way
It’s all illusion, such delusion, in a state of decay
molded eyelids strapped on, duct taped to my face

I said fuck this, lemme dance in a limbo okay?
Give me a minute to decide while I choose my fate
I cant believe this, so annoying, why’d you choose this day?
If you can send me back to earth I think its better that way

Nine Circles, lemme choose the first
Cold sepulchre, angels pissing on the hospital
Playtime Seacoast Motel, in a bootleg hearse
If I could choose to live a day, let it be the worst

Angel Hair

DavidCrypt - Splitbirth
Splitbirth
Produced by me
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Lyrics:

My beds warm again, It’s like home to me, I’m taking this in

Like a fetus growing slow
Feel my arms attach to my body
And my eyes begging loud to explode
My ribs form, so strong, and tightly
But I develop far from the norm
One part of me is tugging on, so harshly
I’m begging keep me in this womb, in this body
In fact, I'm not demanding, no, I’m asking politely

Splitbirth
I’m alive, small size, but I’m fine
Burn my retinas from one side to the other side
I think it’s normal not to feel alright
Splitbirth
Cold wind in the summer time
From the doctors office to my own room, that is mine
My crib is warm, yet there's tears in my eyes

I feel safe in your home
The same way as my clothes fit on my body, and
Cover up my ribs and holes, It’s cold
Umbilical cord, holds two souls
And one is split to be another controlled

Talking often keeps me sane, so,
Why break the connection, and split it down either way?
“What’s alluding to this plethora of ways?” yea, okay
That’s how it is and how it has to stay

Split, Split, Splitbirth
I’m alive, small size, but I'm fine
Burn my retinas from one side to the other side
I think it’s normal not to feel alright
Splitbirth
Cold wind in the summer time
From the doctors office to my own room, that is mine
My crib is warm, yet there's tears in my eyes

Bitch

Splitbirth

DavidCrypt - Null Plainsky Skybox
Splitbirth
Produced by me
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Sample: Boards of Canada - "In the Annexe"

Lyrics:

Softglow
Sun so bright, pressed on your shoulder
Overflow
Much too deep to swim, It’s over
Unknown
Who goes there, ghost of october?
What’d I do all that for?
Much too young, too much exposure

Softglow
Acrylic paint spilled on the folder
Overflow
I realize as I grow older
Unknown
There’s things ive done so wrong so polar
Where to go
Where do I go to start all over?

Flung to the sky, im missing body, im a sliced off head, flying
The only real thing, ive grown to know, accompanied by silence
Flung from the crossroads, into skybox, reset me, im eyeless
There’s no return, faint to the dirt, seance, crystal, diamond

I’m walking barefoot on the coals, im leaping for, a red balloon
I’m born again, i dont repent, i start to feel so brand new
I feel the blood rush to my hands, and all my bones connecting too
There’s something special, elemental, my head rolls back, falls back onto you

Softglow
Sun so bright, pressed on your shoulder
Overflow
Much too deep to swim, it’s over
Unknown
Who goes there, ghost of october?
What’d I do all that for?
Much too young, too much exposure

Softglow
Acrylic paint spilled on the folder
Overflow
I realize as I grow older
Unknown
There’s things ive done so wrong so polar
Where to go
Where do I go to start all over?

Born, born, born, again
Burn, burn, burn, again
Born, born, born, again
Burn, burn, burn, again

Again
Again

Null Plainsky Skybox

Lyrics:

I don't feel good, think I need to cough up
My whole lung, my whole tongue, or something or someone
Born to be asleep, so I'd rather dream awake til I'm waking up
Damn, I feel like Frank Ocean the way that Ivy hit my lung

Jelly, dimpled cheeks, to wrinkles, calloused folds
Reaching out, know your hands are never too cold to hold
All for what the fucking hell? I'm breathing in the black mold
Yea I'm fuckin butter bro
I'm smooth and I'm on a roll

Yeaa
Meet you out back where the fences meet
talking to you is like talking to me
Like taking a leak inside of a sink, uh
Bending hotter water, my friends father got something to drink
Sorry, I don't fuck with bongs
My sweaty palms are hot, I'm just tryna blink

Shit, post and delete
Umm
Maybe archive, or screenshot?
What to believe, patch me up, or let me bleed, rot
Rot, rot, yea yea yea

You post a pic just for the response, keys lost
Weed cost, man that's crazy, I don't buy weed
Too crossed mind, sipping on that Hi-C
Come find me, you're too T'd

Ohhh
Hey man what's the time, can you check my watches?
What he say about me? He's an alcoholic
Damn, feel like redveil, the weight inside my stomach, uh
True crime, true life, Total Melancholic
Bitch

Sippin on Caprisun, trippin off a Lactaid
Smoking on a Kool-Aid, my way
Uh, your bitch a highway, living my last day,
All y'all lame, so patchmade
Uh, I'm the candle and I'm waiting to melt
Feeling lazy, keep my pants on a belt
Time weighing, I'm feeling it, felt
Another day passed, I'm filled with guilt

Face the weather, my musics better,
I fucking snapped on Splitbirth
Quill to feather, my body tethered
I had to (make a) deal to get it to work
You wanna die? Don't see it through
Tapping on the window of your room
Trust me I've felt that way too, you wanna die but don't want to
I feel you

You wanna die but you don't want to
I feel you, I really feel you tho
Trust me, I have felt that way too

I used to wake up and I'd not fuckin try to
Remember 16, wanted to die inside that high school
But now I'm 18, and part of me still wants to
But I won't do that, I found the passion and I love you

I haven't found her yet, but I'm still holding on until I do
Every single day I'm waking up very uncomfortable
I peel myself until the bone, hella sad, I'm eating lunchables
Following my dreams, so I'll sleep until I see it through
I feel you

I Feel You (davidcrypt)

prod me
Total Melancholic Mixtape 2024 never sad again👀👀📺📺🏁🏁
mixtape otw workin hard🤓🤓 fun music
cover art by @f00bag huge shoutout very talented artist

Sample: Yakuza 0

Lyrics:
Damn I feel so red, I think I'm caving in
Pace through the wind, they're testing him
My stomach turning to a gelatin
Got nausea seeping straight through my throat
I'm thinking I'm boutta fall again
It's sudden yet persistent
My eyes are melting off my skin

Hunned rackz, got a bus to catch
And lots of hands in this duffel bag
Got a flame sitting on top this match
Gasoline trailing through the back
I dreamt a day that I lay awake
My mouth parched, all dry today
Everlasting stomach ache, my body decay

Now Bitch I walk up to the gate
I'm circling round the rusted drain
My hands decide to shield my face
But I can see through anyway
I fell asleep when I woke up
I can not seem to ever stop
I slept inside my Girbaud jeans
I threw up God, I threw up me
I woke up to the sound of glass shattering
So I did the dash
I turned around and I saw myself
Got stabbed, but now I'm coming back
I slept for nearly 40 days
I woke up cold and so afraid
My stomach red, persistent ache
Had no idea, I was afraid

Gnawing on a pen cap, I'm the living dead
The skies been gray for seven weeks
I haven't seen a flake of grass
My life starts to plummet, I don't know, but I won't give up on that
I won't push the daises boyy, I promise that I'm coming back

I'm way too cold
Enough to make my body lock
Blood leaking from the puncture starts to drip, n fuckin dye my socks
Flannel makeshift tourniquet, It's pressure holding up my body
Never was, never there, never see

Crystal harp in a church, placing me under a curse 
I wish that I was more religious, maybe then this shit would work
Maybe then I'd have the faith, I'd know that everything's okay
Got a sword inside my stomach, motherfuck a stomach ache

I got my wits about me in a room of glass bricks
Eighteen years old, Ion give a shit
I was pacing round the subway, clenching nothing in my fists
Knew I had to start over just to begin, like

Pop Pop Pop when you fuckin with my money
And for the love of green, that doesn't mean shit to me
For the happy I'm a fein, don't care how fuckin crummy I gotta be
I got candy on my wrists but I'm not scene, whatchu mean?

Clenching on my stomach relieve the pain
I gotta throw up but I'm hungry, just the same, either way
There's just a flame disintegrating my brain
This itch cant be relieved, only reached by a 12 gauge

Now Bitch I walk up to the gate
I'm circling round the rusted drain
My hands decide to shield my face
But I can see through anyway
I fell asleep when I woke up
I can not seem to ever stop
I slept inside my Girbaud jeans
I threw up God, I threw up me
I woke up to the sound of glass shattering
So I did the dash
I turned around and I saw myself
Got stabbed, but now I'm coming back
I slept for nearly 40 days
I woke up cold and so afraid
My stomach red, persistent ache
Had no idea, I was afraid

Now Bitch I walk up to the gate
I'm circling round the rusted drain
My hands decide to shield my face
But I can see through anyway
I fell asleep when I woke up
I can not seem to ever stop
I slept inside my Girbaud jeans
I threw up God, I threw up me
I woke up to the sound of glass shattering
So I did the dash
I turned around and I saw myself
Got stabbed, but now I'm coming back
I slept for nearly 40 days
I woke up cold and so afraid
My stomach red, persistent ache
Had no idea, I was afraid

Everlasting Stomach Ache (davidcrypt)

Sample: Mean Girls - Built This Way

Lyrics:

I hit you up like four times, like fuck it I'ma go ghost
I got sleep marks all on my t-shirt, walking home in yesterdays clothes
I got sinkholes all in my forearm, you got snow stuck under your nose
I got two rules, never trust you, and I'll never let you come close

I got new eyes, lost track of time, and I cant fight but get got
I'm in the Southvale, passed Daisy Villa, shits not real, it's facade
I feel so sick, I'm disgusting, I'm coughing up a whole a lot
Feel like Heather puking god
I feel like Heather puking god 
Up

Highway. Headlights
Miles and miles til a stop sign
Ya got spiders all in your head, from
Hours out in the sunshine

I'm packing heat, yea a girls a gun
Gonna squeeze the trigger, gonna have some fun
Gonna climb inside of this open wound
And tell em all that I'm in the cut

You get it, you get it, you get it brah?
My phones dead, I'm still calling yall
Hear a voice cry out, from the fog
I'm in Silent hill, I'm in the hospital

Got blade tucked, Simon Henriksson
Got a text message on my Ericsson
Hes underground, I never heard of him
I'm feeling sick, like dead grey skin

Hold it down, hold it up
Your whole crew sus as fuck bruh
Flashlight in my jacket pocket
See the world cause the suns up

Sands of time, I’ll be fine
Phone swipe to unlock bruh
Heather puking god
I feel like Heather puking god..
Up

Heather Puking God (davidcrypt)

Total Melancholic

Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg, bootleg

Contraband, contraband
Everything is fake now
Contraband, contraband
Everything is contraband
Contraband contraband,
It’s all fake now
Contraband contraband,
It’s fuckin bootleg 
Uh

Fuckin bootleg

Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg, bootleg

Contraband, contraband
Everything is fake now
Contraband, contraband
Everything is contraband
Contraband contraband,
It’s all fake now
Contraband contraband,
It’s fuckin bootleg 

Fall between the bed frame and the wall
When nothings to be found, I guess that everything is lost
I feel like the man but I’m the lady on the cross
Total symbolic, hyperbolic, I am god

Refuse to ever listen, no, attention span is shot
Can never not not concentrate, dead staring in one spot
Im the sun hitting the grass, the morning dew on the sod
Kill the headlights, switch to neutral and push with what you’ve got

Its gonna happen there’s no rush and no point
It’s like betting on heads with the same sides on the coin
Yea, recycle all the instruments and turn them to toys
Yea you’re chiming in, all rude and shit, got no respect or poise

Im the dog inside the house, im barking loud through the window
Im drowning upside down, with the ground as my pillow
You get it tho, you know you know, I think my bones are jello
Im off the street but in the road, oh so uncomfortable 

Talking up to god I think im owed a redesign
Maybe make me less forgetful and more defined
I’d rather lie then take the time, im living not much of a life
Undermine my state of mind, and tell em that im straight im fine

Linked between a memory, always having trouble learning
When headlights are in front of me, I stand there waiting 
Hit, fuck this shit, there’s no getting used to this 
But I’m still taking this for granted 

Cover me with questions ima take em off with answers
Now you’re getting personal, none of this matters
Smell the air through your nose, your lungs are full of cancer
Smelling through a dollar bill, you’re gonna die faster

Contrabrand contrabrand, this shit illicit
Scary monsters, dirty sprite, kill everybody who witness
I will stand on top of my business
Road rage, one shot, now we’re all finished
Ahh

Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg, bootleg

Contraband, contraband
Everything is fake now
Contraband, contraband
Everything is contraband
Contraband contraband,
It’s all fake now
Contraband contraband,
It’s fuckin bootleg 
Uh

Fuckin bootleg

Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg everything
Bootleg, bootleg

Contraband, contraband
Everything is fake now
Contraband, contraband
Everything is contraband
Contraband contraband,
It’s all fake now
Contraband contraband,
I am

Contraband Interlude (davidcrypt)

Sample: Lalleshwari - Roadkill

Lyrics:

Fixing to come home, hour til I'll be there
No I'm not an artist, I am not a rapper either🤓🤓
I got telephones for eyes, cement bricks for my sneakers
Weather turning cold, feel my eyes getting bleaker
Aughhg

Clean your iris, you need to see this, I mean it
Whats this feeling? My brain keep repeating
The words that you thought, will you act without thinking?
Wake up in the night, step outside, for no meaning

I glance at you while walking, you glance away, that’s nothing new
Pretend that you ain’t see me but we know the truth
I can hold a stare, cause I don’t care, like who are you?
One day ill be taken out, but today I'm in for you

It takes a lot to impress, I could recycle my whole life and restart I guess
But first I need to clip my nails, I need to get dressed
You know I can do this myself. I won’t let you hold my hand through this,
Nope

You can’t hold my hand through hell
I’d rather be back home,
Oh no I’d much rather not go
Cage of words I cannot hold
I’m standing above the mold
Wanna flee the scene
Pretend I don’t know

You can’t hold me through the debris
When I can avoid it entirely
Feel like forgetting is necessary
Concertina wire wrap my body
If I move I’ll rip into nobody, nobody
No, nooo

Our father who art in hell
When I die dont bring me down there as well
I got some stories to tell I got some tricks up my sleeve, 
My friends addicted to weed, I think I’m about to be

You know, I’m sipping on some winrar and smoking on a zip file
Snorting up command prompts, all the time meanwhile
I’m playing the guitar perfectly without any training
Naw I can’t play that shit. I need a howtobasic

I need to find me a placement, I’m running out of the basement
From the creature fuckin chasing me I’m dying here at seventeen
Wait fuck, I’m eighteen. Where the fuck the time go?
I’m eating up on a mango, what rhymes with mango?

I am running out of fucking Marlboros, I am running til my legs explode
I'm running until my lungs have holes, I take a lil break from the phone and go
Woahhh
I'm sinking in a pile a snow
Let go of my hand. I can do this on my own, bro

You can’t hold my hand through hell
I’d rather be back home,
Oh no I’d much rather not go
Cage of words I cannot hold
I’m standing above the mold
Wanna flee the scene
Pretend I don’t know

You can’t hold me through the debris
When I can avoid it entirely
Feel like forgetting is necessary
Concertina wire wrap my body
If I move I’ll rip into nobody, nobody
No, nooooo

Concertina Wire (feat. allie)

Sample: wuf - her way

Lyrics:

Young mind, young mind off the bath salt
The meanings lost, I stumble through a black hole
I'm the tree falling down in the rainstorm
I'ma chalk it up, this is fake, superficial

My teeth grind every time I think of it
Pockets full of daises and my hands holding trinkets
Epitaph poem with a symbol engraving in it
Man it's hard to write songs now, it's hard to even think shit, fuck

Young mind, young mind off the bath salt
The meanings lost, I stumble through a black hole
I'm the tree falling down in the rainstorm
I'ma chalk it up, this is fake, superficial

My teeth grind every time I think of it
Pockets full of daises and my hands holding trinkets
Epitaph poem with a symbol engraving in it
Man it's hard to write songs now, it's hard to even think shit, fuck

Gently open the door, something is hanging right in front
No I could never be your crutch, could never be the one to trust
Could never even trust myself, I think the meaning here is lost (yea the meaning is lost)

Stuck living through my eyes, I got rust on my hands
No matter times I try, you will never advance
My bootleg coat match my bootleg pants
I'm a fake motherfucker you already know that, uh

Waking up too early. I might sleep again
Open up a door, I see a faucet, let that sink in
Peaking, I'm shrinking, like candle meets heat
And I'm breaking every mirror in my house for the feeling

Fairies in our house, bring the pressure on down
You can call me Bill Wilkins cause this is my house
Night gown on the corpse in the monochrome corridor
Find me in the street pacing up and down back and forth

Water in my lungs, feel me drowning from the inside
Too bad I cant die, cant throw up, I just might
I just bite, my tongue before I say goodbye
Wave a solemn hand, and turn around, for the last time

Water hits my hands, I feel it burning to the touch
Hold them there under, I can't take it very much longer
Sit down and wonder
The meaning is lost, I'ma try and find another

Young mind, young mind off the bath salt
The meanings lost, I stumble through a black hole
I'm the tree falling down in the rainstorm
I'ma chalk it up, this is fake, superficial

My teeth grind every time I think of it
Pockets full of daises and my hands holding trinkets
Epitaph poem with a symbol engraving in it
Man it's hard to write songs now, it's hard to even think shit, fuck

Gently open the door, something is hanging right in front
No I could never be your crutch, could never be the one to trust
Could never even trust myself, I think the meaning here is lost (yea the meaning is lost)

Stuck living through my eyes, I got rust on my hands
No matter times I try, you will never advance
My bootleg coat match my bootleg pants
I'm a fake motherfucker you already know that, uh

Young mind, young mind off the bath salt
The meanings lost, I stumble through a black hole
I'm the tree falling down in the rainstorm
I'ma chalk it up, this is fake, superficial

My teeth grind every time I think of it
Pockets full of daises and my hands holding trinkets
Epitaph poem with a symbol engraving in it
Man it's hard to write songs now, it's hard to even think shit, fuck

Gently open the door, something is hanging right in front
No I could never be your crutch, could never be the one to trust
Could never even trust myself, I think the meaning here is lost (yea the meaning is lost)

Stuck living through my eyes, I got rust on my hands
No matter times I try, you will never advance
My bootleg coat match my bootleg pants
I'm a fake motherfucker you already know that, uh

Meningslöst (davidcrypt)

@cocainekrueger

Sample: Friday the 13th The Final Chapter

Cut
Auyee aye
Ay Ay
Total Melancholic I do this shit tenfold

Deepen the cut, push it in further 
Scream so loud woulda thought he been murdered
Just spawned in, I just joined the server
2 blades on me, like I'm going in the sewer

On the freeway, had to duck, too close
Woulda thought I was a pirate, yea the way I'm with yo ho
Land ho, lay it out in a row
Got skulls on me, on my head, cubone

Jewelry box and I got a lot of locks
Ashtray on top, pass go, don’t stop
Had to give a shit, but no I never give a fuck
Walked out the store with my pumped up boks 

Scammed my ass, I had to get revenge
Shock filled his body, now he’s at the end
They tryna line me, but I was too fast
Next time don’t try to catch me in the back

Pass with flying colors
I do this shit, Tenfold
Total melancholic, I'm midwest gothic
I'ma make you see the snow

Red snow
Red headlights on the road
You broke the window, broke the code
I said fuck. I fucked up the flow

I hit you up like what is up
My heart breaks over just what you got
I'm being vague, but you're being soft
I'm telling you babe, this ain’t what you want

I am running outta clock, you are running out of time
Skull smashed, you are outta line
I don't have the mind, no never mind
I'ma take a break and I'ma fuckin die

KILLA STRAIGHT FROM FUCKIN HELL BUT U MIGHT CALL IT TENNESSEE, MY 9 PLUS MY BLADE BESIDE ME IS DA ONLY 10 I SEE AND DEN I CREEP, ALL DA WAY FROM MEMPHIS TO WHEREEVER WE BLAST HERE, MANE  KRUEGER MANE MAKIN SHO YO CAPS PEEL, BLOWIN ON DAT HERB BUT WHATS THE WORD ABOUT DAT HOLY DOPE, NOT TALKIN BOUT GREEN IM TALKIN BLOW IM TALKIN BOUT DAT COKE ELECTRIFY MY VEIN, BUT NAW I REALLY SHOULDNT THO, BRANG DAT ANNA TO ME IMA MAKE SHO DAT U NEVER COPE WIT DA REPROCUSSIONS SCOPIN AND IM BUSTIN AT A BUSTA HOE, SOUTHERN RITUAL WE JUS SOME SOUTHERN BOY LIKE KILLAS HOE, TENNESSEE DRAMA WIT DA LAMA BRINGIN HELL AND RAININ TRAUMA SEE US COMIN IN DA HOT BOX CHEVY MANE RUN HOME TO YO MAMA MANE I JUS DONT GOT DA TIME TO DEAL WIT ALL U PUSSY BOIS, TALKIN LOUD AS HELL BUT MANE DIS GLOCK IS SURE TO SHUSH DA NOISE, MANE BEHIND YO BACK YO BITCH GET HER PUSSY TREATED LIKE A TOY, MONEY GUNS DRUGS IS DA ONLY THANGZ DAT BRANG ME JOY
ONLY THANGZ DAT BRANG ME JOY
BRANG ME JOY

Tenfold (feat. 901krueger)

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feat @smokedope2016
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Deadstock (feat. smokedope2016)

Sample: Bladee - Every Moment Special

Lyrics:

Been having very stressful dreams I’m always waking up relieved
Fucking me up from talking about it, I don't wanna know the meaning
It is very hard to sleep, I make it work by any means
Fallen down, the cuts clean. Crown shyness, in the trees

Lights green you better go, stupid tires on the Lexus
Your girl straight sniffing coke, clearing lines like Tetris
And I'm getting to the bandz, hella wads, like its Doom™
No I am not your friend or buddy, I don't know you

I got pain and it is seething, got a heart and it is beating
I got lungs inside my rib cage and right now they're just breathing
I got a reason, got a meaning, got a voice, and I'm fucking screeching
Like a tire on the pavement, one second and I'm leaving

Taking a break, and I'm taking a smoke
I'm the Mento in the Coke
I'm like wheezy on the shelf, but except I'm not broke
Yea I'm clean like a car wash, just walked out the store
Got material possessions, I'm obsessed and want more

Not a single trick pony, every genre, go to heaven
You should check the scoreboard, and you'll really see whats happening
I am constantly aware that I can die at any moment
Go tell my friends and family that I love them 'fore it happens (Oh my god)

Running up way to fast, upping the cash, upping the bounty up
You are not one for class, I remember that you would sleep through them
Not so fond of shutting up, you people need to hear me bruh
Right from wrong, wheres the morals? You should look for em

Single player game, I'm the only one around
You’re the type to try and kick me when I'm already down on the ground
Cut the sound, you don't know what I'm talkin bout
I can do this by myself, but there’s someone I haven’t found

You’re the type to interrupt me when my sentence isn't finished
You should know your left from right, you’re always making wrong decisions
I acknowledge my faults, while you pretend that there isn’t
A thing wrong bout you. Wash the food off the dishes, yea

I'm a heavy sleeper, I don’t ever wanna wake
You're a cold blood fake, apologies without change, yea
Dryer than the desert, splashing water on my face
Gotta talk fast just to get my point straight

I've seen too much, I feel the meaning is pellucid
My whole life my eyelids held open by toothpicks
Maybe it's made up, yea, maybe I'm stupid
But I don't wanna talk about it naw I don't wanna do this



You are off the robotussin, In my bed, and I am tossin
I’ve been off since I was little, back when everything was awesome
I forgot a lot about it, I do not wanna forget this
I got love for all my friends and all their families, and their children

I don’t fuck with anybody who wanna leach, I'm not sorry
I'm a real friend maker, you’re a networker, a pussy
I'm like lightning, I'm the rookie, I'm the mouse given the cookie
I'm the noise inside the walls, that you cant brush off as it settling

I'm the bug inside your phone that you can’t fix inside your settings
I will always be around, like a roof to the ceiling
And I hope when I'm not around that you can still hear me
I'm the biting bug. But I don't suck, I'm just annoying

I’m just tryna be poetic and tell you what is the deal
But I'm all over the place. I’m like a box of legos spilled, but
I know your ploy, the mission you’re tryna fulfill
But you will never get it, get this message, instilled

You’re a bitch in disguise and I can see through the mask
You’re a rabbit in the race, I’m the tortoise, and you’re last
I remember something tragic, that’s a blast from the past
One more step to forgetting what you can't

I never sent the invite but I'm glad that you came
Straight Total Melancholic, but that sad shit can wait
I'm glad that you joined, but I care if you stay
I'ma kick you out the party and play a single player game

Single Player Game (davidcrypt)

Total Melancholic

Sample: clairo - i havent left my bed yet

Lyrics:

Get it by any means, necessarily
In my backpack, in my backpack
I got me a couple machines
Nah, I cannot fall asleep
No, never don’t to leave me be
I just made a 1, 2, 3, 4, bad decisions
I did, in my Girbaud jeans
My Girbaud jeans

Total Melancholic

Yea this ain't like the rest
Shoutout Clairo, Total Melancholic yup

Yea the air turn cold, got my thoughts on hold
And you're still tryna spark that bowl?
Yea, American flag patch on your backpack
Guessing that you don’t know

Uh, whatcha been told? What do you know?
Fixing to come back home
Yea her head full of smoke when I walk through the door
Singing shit and she sound like

I am not sorry, pull up the party
pink shirt and im feeling like kirby, oo
Sky so starry, im sick like rari
Like freddie but bitch im iCarly, yeauh
I just made a decision that you can’t take back, no, not to me
I just made a promise, a promise to get it, to get it, to

Get it by any means, necessarily
In my backpack, in my backpack
I got me a couple machines
Nah, I cannot fall asleep
No, never don’t leave me be
I just made a 1, 2, 3, 4, bad decisions
I did, in my Girbaud jeans
My Girbaud jeans

In my Girbaud jeans
I just made the wrong choice, I did
In my Girbaud jeans
In my Girbaud jeans
In my Girbaud jeans
I fell asleep and I woke up in my,
My Girbaud jeans
Yea, in my Girbaud jeans

Please please please never hold that grudge
Total Melancholic, yea that’s wassup
Buttons on my pockets, wallet I'ma lock it
Twin skeletons chillin in my closet

I just made a bag while I'm looking for something
You are not him, you are nothing but nothing
Orange juice bottles inside of my pockets
I see it, I like it, I want it, I buy it
I haven’t left my bed, but I'ma keep trying
I'm with it, we’re even, I'm David, you’re stealing
I'm breathing, I'm living, I'm seeing, I'm cheesing
I'm looking for it, I'm looking for the meaning

In my Girbaud jeans
I'ma mean machine, I keep it on me yeauhhh
By any means, I get it, I get it

I get by any means, necessarily
In my backpack, in my backpack
I got me a couple machines
Nah, I cannot fall asleep
No, never don’t leave me be
I just made a 1, 2, 3, 4, bad decisions
I did, in my Girbaud jeans
My Girbaud jeans

In my Girbaud jeans
I just made the wrong choice, I did
In my Girbaud jeans
In my Girbaud jeans
In my Girbaud jeans
I fell asleep and I woke up in my,
My Girbaud jeans
Yea, in my Girbaud jeans

In my Girbaud jeans
I just made the wrong choice, I did
In my Girbaud jeans
In my Girbaud jeans
In my Girbaud jeans
I fell asleep and I woke up in my,
My Girbaud jeans
Yea, in my Girbaud jeans

Necessarily
In my backpack, in my backpack
I got me a couple machines
Nah, I cannot fall asleep
No, never don’t leave me be
I just made a 1, 2, 3, 4, bad decisions
I did, in my Girbaud jeans
My Girbaud jeans

In my Girbaud jeans
I just made the wrong choice, I did
In my Girbaud jeans

Total Melancholic

Girbaud Jeans (davidcrypt)

Sample: S.O.S band - No Ones Gonna Love You

Lyrics:

Forty two dreams I just wanna reach one
There’s no make or break to this shit, I just wanna have fun
Walk up to the house and I'm just looking for the funds
Gaps in your story keep lying now you’re gone

I used to be a knight but now I'm living in the castle
Why you disrespect? Know you’re nothing but an asshole
Control, getting old, way back all those years ago
You are just like me. You are not that fuckin special

Wake up in the morning and do what the hell I want
I told all my friends I love em, man I really do a lot
Fell asleep at the rave, and woke up in a truck
When I tell you that I care, I do, I tend to give a fuck

Stooping way too low, oh now this shit is getting personal
Said no bro fo sho, what the fuck rhymes with personal?
Run your shit like a track race, I'm jumping him like hurdles
Turn my brain off, I'm just looking for the purpose

Wake up
Walking to the bus stop
Live my life myself, no this ain’t no fuckin co-op
I wanna turn my brain off, I wanna clear the brain fog
I want everyone to know that I would never kill off myself
Paid like 30 dollars for my belt
Can I get a chance to breathe?
I don’t want anybody else
Don’t like how you talk to me, you’re getting personal as hell
Play the cards that I'm given, that I'm given, oh well

Forty two dreams I just wanna reach one
There’s no make or break to this shit, I just wanna have fun
Walk up to the house and I'm just looking for the funds
Gaps in your story keep lying now you’re gone

I used to be a knight but now I'm living in the castle
Why you disrespect? Know you’re nothing but an asshole
Control, getting old, way back all those years ago
You are just like me. You are not that fuckin special

Wake up in the morning and do what the hell I want
I told all my friends I love em, man I really do a lot
Fell asleep at the rave, and woke up in a truck
When I tell you that I care, I do, I tend to give a fuck

Stooping way too low, oh now this shit is getting personal
Said no bro fo sho, what the fuck rhymes with personal?
Run your shit like a track race, I'm jumping him like hurdles
Turn my brain off, I'm just looking for the purpose

Yea yeah
Hit the smelly bitch
Hit the smelly bitch, beat the fucking kotonai
You're a jerk you're a jerk, hit the dougie bitch
You're a jerk, hit a twerk
Hit the dougie bitch

City kids is testing me I'm trying to say mericful
Gatekeeting your beats did you forget that I was versatile?
Ear guts browning in wash they surround me,
If you keep with the dissing do you think I wont get personal?
Real top pilla shit kosi a drug dealer bitch
Pull on a offgroundz with a 3d printed switch
Bless a washhead with a chlamydia test strip
I did you this favor for your sex life don't call it quits
Got it out the pound we was pulling up in repos
Cop a brand new whip before the honda pilot get towed
I'm really the shit bro, I aint never lose hope
I came up here trapping with an android and an iPhone
(That’s fineee)

Forty two dreams I just wanna reach one (yeah bitch)
There’s no make or break to this shit, I just wanna have fun (what)
Walk up to the house and I'm just looking for the funds
Gaps in your story keep lying now you’re gone

I used to be a knight but now I'm living in the castle
Why you disrespect? Know you’re nothing but an asshole
Control, getting old, way back all those years ago
You are just like me. You are not that fuckin special

Wake up in the morning and do what the hell I want
I told all my friends I love em, man I really do a lot
Fell asleep at the rave, and woke up in a truck
When I tell you that I care, I do, I tend to give a fuck

Stooping way too low, oh now this shit is getting personal
Said no bro fo sho, what the fuck rhymes with personal?
Run your shit like a track race, I'm jumping him like hurdles
Turn my brain off, I'm just looking for the purpose

Personal (feat. jp minerali)

SALEM homage/ remix

Sample: Salem - Not Much of a Life

Lyrics:

It's not much of a life you're living (the reason I hold on)
It's not much of a life you're living (the reason I hold on)

Total Melancholic

It’s not much of a life you’re living, that's even if you’re living at all
It’s not much of a life you’re living, baby, no, please don’t fall

You’re the dust particles floating up from the light
I’m the shades shuttering from the wind on cold nights
You’re the moon following me while I'm driving through stoplights
No, follow the rules, start coloring in the lines

Are you free tomorrow? I hit you up one time
But you won't check your phone, you’re snorting snow strips, lines
Concerned for your health, while I disregard mine
If there’s a heaven, no religion, everyone up there is fine

Don’t come in my room, I haven't cleaned for three weeks
I got a TV turned up loud, yea, the speakers they really scream
Got lost in the woods, I kicked the map into the creek
While I am under the ground, they’re pouring fresh concrete

Can’t pass away even if it feels safe
Don’t wanna be the one to sleep when everyone else is awake
Are you free tomorrow? I double text with some delay
I swallow my pride while you reply yes way

I swallow my pride so I'm not feeling any shame
I swallow my pride and you swallow the next day
I swallow my pride while you reply right away
I hold my skin together as it melts off my face

I hate that phrase "everything happens for a reason"
Oh whats today? Thought it was monday, guess I'm tripping, all the time
Need a clamp to hold together your brain, and my brain, and my mind

It’s not much of a life you’re living, that's even if you’re living at all 
It’s not much of a life you’re living, (Round and around, and around, and around we go)
Baby, no, please don’t fall (Tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know)

Pick you up in the noontime, everything is awesome
We speak many a word, then this silence silence quickly follows
I know your ploy, and you know mine also
Lock eyes, wake up in the night, and fuck it’s tomorrow

Warm humid air, I love the warmth, in the season
When the rain falls down I like it humid, that's that feeling
Look too deep into it, and surely you’ll find meaning, but
Lately it’s nothing really happens for a reason

Put the K down, through the doors, you don't fall
Ingesting pills off of rave floors, you don’t care at all
Pill after pill, how u dodge the fentanyl?
I don’t know, but girl I know that you’re straight dodging my calls

Here and there is fine, but you’ve changed a whole lot
Not that same girl that I knew from that school parking lot
Now it’s a hundred degrees, you wanna roll up your sleeves, 
but underneath, a bunch of holes bruh
You’re gonna OD

I swallow my pride so I'm not feeling any shame
I swallow my pride and you swallow the next day
I swallow my pride while you reply right away
I hold my skin together as it melts off my face

I hate that phrase, everything happens for a reason
Oh whats today? Thought it was monday, guess I'm tripping, all the time
Need a clamp to hold together your brain, and my brain, and my mind

It’s not much of a life you’re living (Round and around, and around, and around we go) 
that's even if you’re living at all (Tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know) 
It’s not much of a life you’re living, (Round and around, and around, and around we go) 
Baby, no, please don’t fall (Tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know) 

It’s not much of a life you’re living (Round and around, and around, and around we go) 
that's even if you’re living at all (Tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know) 
It’s not much of a life you’re living, (Round and around, and around, and around we go) 
Baby, no, please don’t fall (Tell me now, tell me now, tell me now, tell me now you know)

Not Much Of A Life (SALEM Remix)

Total Melancholic

Sample: lots of hands - godem on xbox

Lyrics:

Look at the clock and see the time
Staring off in the wind, you wanna win, but you will not try
I stare at people walking by
I got water inside my backpack, I got food if you wanna bite

Get up, unstuck, get it right
Outta health, and I'm low on life, I think that I know I'm wasting mine
Lying through your teeth, I can smell it, yea you're fried
The jigs up, the secrets up, and you bet that I know that lie

I got evidence so take notes
Stay close, case closed
Take the blame, or fake your way, it's your choice undisclosed
Tape rolling the evidence
I'm confident that I know this shit
Take this to chin, don't kick the bin,
And stop the flodgin
Cautious
I'm moving quiet, hella silent
Sitting on a winning ticket, I'm not sure if I really want this
Everything just adds up, I'm nothing, I'm lying
Total Melancholic, motherfucker, I am trying

Late hours of the morning
Bright white, bus lights
Watch the snow trickle down
And all the cars pass by
As the spring turned faller, and the sun sank in the water
I told all my friends and brothers don't worry bout me, not no longer

Swear to god that I've been sick for like two months
Slowly losing senses, swear to god something's up
You think you know me, you do not
I am hitting up no homies, shit, I don't even have a plug
(what the fuck)

"life's a bitch and then you die"
Half asleep, I'm waking up on the couch with sunlight burning through my eyes, through my mind
Make it or break it, I gotta try
Fake it to make it, oh my my myy
I've been thinking about the right way about this, I'ma take my time

Open book, wish you would,
Tell me but you know that I know
What you could, not what should
I'm being honest, and that's fo sho
Just go, and hit the road
Just write the book, you type the code
The secrets old, but I still know
Here we are
Go

So we're here, here, and we're standing here
We're here, so we're here
We're here, we're here, standing here (I'm standing here)
I'm, here, I'm here, and I'm here (standing)
I'm here, I'm here, over here
I'm here, I'm here, yea I'm here
I'm here, you're here, we're here,
So we're here

I'm here, I'm here, yea (so we're here)
I'm here, we're standing (ohhhh)
I'm here, I'm here, you're- so we're here,
Here I am..
Standing here (I'm standing)
So we're here (and you're standing)
So we're here (Standing here)
So we're here
I'm standing here, and you are

You run, I'm faster, I catch up slow
You tripped, I didn't, but I let you go
I knew you knew that I knew you knew
The secrets old, but I still know it though

You run, I'm faster, I catch up slow
You tripped, I didn't, but I let you go
I knew you knew that I knew you knew
The secrets old, but I still know it though

You run, I'm faster, I catch up slow
You tripped, I didn't, but I let you go
I knew you knew that I knew you knew
The secrets old, but I still know it though

You run, I'm faster, I catch up slow
You tripped, I didn't, but I let you go
I knew you knew that I knew you knew
The secrets old, but I still know it though

You run, I'm faster, I catch up slow
You tripped, I didn't, but I let you go
I knew you knew that I knew you knew
The secrets old, but I still know it though

You run, I'm faster, I catch up slow
You tripped, I didn't, but I let you go
I knew you knew that I knew you knew
The secrets old, but I still know it though

I'm here, I'm here, yea (so we're here)
I'm here, we're standing (ohhhh)
I'm here, I'm here, you're- so we're here,
Here I am..
Standing here (I'm standing)
So we're here (and you're standing)
So we're here (Standing here)
So we're here

I'm here, I'm here, yea (so we're here)
I'm here, we're standing (ohhhh)
I'm here, I'm here, you're- so we're here,
Here I am..
Standing here (I'm standing)
So we're here (and you're standing)
So we're here (Standing here)
So we're here
I'm standing here, and you are

So We’re Here (davidcrypt)

If I do not say anything, than I cannot say anything wrong
Broken fan on the ceiling, like what I'm feeling, 
I gotta hunch that I'm off
I gotta disconnect, I'm disconnecting, feel like id be better off gone

Uh, I gotta walk. I gotta run to your front door and knock, uh huh
I gotta lock. I gotta lock in, don’t talk (shut up)
I feel like the moss shrouded round the campfire that’s never lit
Water bottles drift in the ocean, no I ain’t ever pay for any cannabis

Like, I gotta die
I wanna live, so I just might
Take a breath, gotta eat the night
I swear that I love my friends my whole life, like
Caught my body on the suicide net, me and my bros hella cursed
Sugar coating all my cries for help in every single fuckin verse

Make it cut, I'm gonna make it hurt
Gonna make it up, like homework 
Like chop chop, bitch hurry up
I'm blanking, face like poker

Cause I smoke herb and I write verse,
Every other day straight getting worse
I'm disconnected, I'm a poser
Come over, unclothed her
And I'm waking up, like, what the fuck
I'm up to bat, man I'm up to put
I got 2 strikes and a home run
But I disconnected 'fore I made it home
I hold it down, and I roll it up
Every other day straight giving a fuck
But not today, it’s an off day
I’ll reconnect, then I’ll see what’s up

If I do not say anything, than I cannot say anything wrong
Broken fan on the ceiling, like what I'm feeling, 
I gotta hunch that I'm off
I gotta disconnect, I'm disconnecting, feel like id be better off gone

Uh, I gotta walk. I gotta run to your front door and knock, uh huh
I gotta lock. I gotta lock in, don’t talk (shut up)
I feel like the moss shrouded round the campfire that’s never lit
Water bottles drift in the ocean, no I ain’t ever pay for any cannabis

Like, I gotta die
I wanna live, so I just might
Take a breath, gotta eat the night
I swear that I love my friends my whole life, like
Caught my body on the suicide net, me and my bros hella cursed
Sugar coating all my cries for help in every single fuckin verse

Disconnect (davidcrypt)

Total Melancholic

MUSIC VIDEO: https://youtu.be/pfBdC1aw5lo

Sample: Yoshie Death Forest

Lyrics:

RealTree Sony Walkman, listening while I'm walking
I got my lil headphones in so, no, I better not hear no talking
Honest, I'm honestly kicking it with my conscience
Double up, give no shit, gotta run this bitch, and then I'm off it

Total Melancholic

RealTree Sony Walkman, listening while im walking
I got my lil headphones in so, no, I better not hear no talking
Honest, I'm honestly kicking it with my conscience
Double up, give no shit, gotta run this bitch, and then I'm off it

See my Sony Walkman, tuning out the nonsense
I'm climbing out this depression, I know I'm a Total Melancholic
Calling, I'm calling, I'm chronically on this
I cannot regress, got one regret, just to be honest

Mixtape, I cannot believe that I'm on this timing
Coke white iPhone 5c, and a lime green
Running far down the hill, I can really feel that I'm running from something
Contraband, it's on me
Deadstock pine greens

Dripped down, I need an umbrella
Shits so raw give you salmonella
I'm puking god, you can call me heather
Girbaud jeans, yea, whatever the weather
Contact the seller and get whatever
You’re looking dumb, so I'm stepping fresher
I'm fitted up, so then if i die here I'm still fly in heaven

Sipping on that Calpico, I'm with my bros at corner store. Let’s get some more
“Turn it up” he said "what the fuck?" um, turn up the fuckin speakers bro
I'm walking into the smoke shop, 2016, like smokedope
I'm listening by myself, I got my Walkman, that shit camo

RealTree Sony Walkman, listening while im walking
I got my lil headphones in so, no, I better not hear no talking
Honest, I'm honestly kicking it with my conscience
Double up, give no shit, gotta run this bitch, and then I'm off it

See my Sony Walkman, tuning out the nonsense
I'm climbing out this depression, I know I'm a Total Melancholic
Calling, I'm calling, I'm chronically on this
I cannot regress, got one regret, just to be honest

Pack your shit, pack your shit, we gotta run far away
Got lost inside of this death forest, I see death, it's approaching

I made it out, and I'm headed south. Batteries, I got triple A
I loaded up that mobile music, the only thing that comforts me

Dead of night, I got a phone and a flash light
Got a ride so I ditched my bike
“If this breaks, we’re fucked” I said,
But something tells me ill be alright

Foreboding feeling, staring at the ceiling
This pre-vomit, throat starts to rise
Dying kneeling, is it god I'm meeting?
like White Ring, no, not tonight

No, I cannot feel, light, flint to steel
In a pinwheel, eat a shit meal
To no one, I kneel, what god you fear?
Arrow in my heel, and I'm outta here

I put in my ears, this sound to heal
This sound to hear, this sound to fear
It's coming from a chord, from my
Real, real, real, real, (real, reallll)

RealTree Sony Walkman, listening while im walking
I got my lil headphones in so, no, I better not hear no talking
Honest, I'm honestly kicking it with my conscience
Double up, give no shit, gotta run this bitch, and then I'm off it

See my Sony Walkman, tuning out the nonsense
I'm climbing out this depression, I know I'm a Total Melancholic
Calling, I'm calling, I'm chronically on this
I cannot regress, got one regret, just to be honest

RealTree Sony Walkman **MV IN DESCRIPTION** (davidcrypt)

Sample: Earthbound - Cave Theme

Lyrics:

I'm patient
Why are you complacent?
Given everything you ever wanted, yet complaining
Rockin out the venue, wanna rock out the basement
I feel like Mary in the backseat, I think I'm fading

You're faking, you're waiting, you're patient for the moment
To fake it til you make it, know you're nothing but basic
No, nothing but faking
You're an easy replacement
Aye, tangled up in your own lies, you can't escape em

Pulling up over something, ya must be, I think you're hunting
Coming out the field, strutting. See you when you're ducking
I'm a centerpiece, pull the sheet, over me, disgusting
Like, you are interrupting. You just need to shut it

Don't know if I got the time, my vision is bugging
Lucky me, lucky me, I can't feel it when I'm running
I am waking and sleeping, I know what I'm becoming, but
You are forgetting you are nothing but nothing, damn

Hi I'm DavidCrypt, no spaces when you spell it
Lowercase or caps on C and D, make it a habit
Ingested all the chemicals, last night was looking perfect
PSA grade my state, I was gem mint

Next day was opposite, inverted from the last
Waking up feeling like I'm Sally in the pumpkin patch
With 42 hands pressing hard on my back
I am looking for someone, everyone I've ever met

She like dxm and last.fm and posting all on the instagram
And I guess that I could get with that but right now I don't need a match
Bumpin dsbm, this ticking noise the bpm
If you wanna be my friend, Chicago, hit up my dm

Everyone in this club is smelling their keys
Sorry that I missed that text, you know me
Looked around, I'm alive, I gotta breathe
Hypocritic bastard, I think I just had an epiphany that

I'm patient
Why are you complacent?
Given everything you ever wanted, yet complaining
Rockin out the venue, wanna rock out the basement
I feel like Mary in the backseat, I think I'm fading

You're faking, you're waiting, you're patient for the moment
To fake it til you make it, know you're nothing but basic
No, nothing but faking
You're an easy replacement
Aye, tangled up in your own lies, you can't escape em

Pulling up over something, ya must be, I think you're hunting
Coming out the field, strutting. See you when you're ducking
I'm a centerpiece, pull the sheet, over me, disgusting
Like, you are interrupting. You just need to shut it

Don't know if I got the time, my vision is bugging
Lucky me, lucky me, I can't feel it when I'm running
I am waking and sleeping, I know what I'm becoming, but
You are forgetting you are nothing but nothing, damn

Second to last song, I wanna say more but I can't
I looked out the window and saw myself on the grass
Then spoke to a man, he said I'd get another chance
I woke up in that body and got up from the grass

I am born I have to live, I really feel this way
Breathing in and out memories of the bygone days
I just drank a lot of water and I'm happy
50 feelings in a second, now I'm back to beginning

Catholic environment, they don't like you if you question it
Banana skids and talkin shit, the jig is up, the walls are thin
The box your in is closing in quick, pretend to give a shit
Gotta pretend and hold it in

It's not much of a life, I'm eating jelly on rye
I punch myself a couple times just to know I'm alive
No I cannot make the time, I blow you off then I die
The roof of my mouth itches, I can't fix it if I try

Worlds going to hell in a bread basket
Stop chasing the animals, and let them eat the plastic
Personal hell where you can't share, and they can't have it
You are an idiot and I feel fantastic

Its really nothing, nothing but nothing
Are you someone I'm wondering, feel my bones adjusting
Inside
I need a clamp for your mind
Why are you complacent, you are waiting all the time
Fuck

Nothing But Nothing (davidcrypt)

2024 HOLLOWMAS MIX for nothing.. for FUN
ALL REMIXES, EDITS and MASHUPS R FROM 2022-2024 BY ME :)
happy halloween
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SONGS:
1. BIGMAN - BYRDS FLY SOUTH 4 THA WINTER DAVIDCRYPT REMIX
2. JUICY J - IT WAS TRIPLE SIX DAVIDCRYPT REMIX
3. JOEY BADASS x SALEM - WORLD PRETTY (MASHUP)
4. ALEX G x GUCCI MANE - BUST DOWN/CHILDS PLAY (MASHUP)
5. CLAIRO, CLAIR CLAIR, COCO - RACECAR DAVIDCRYPT REMIX
6. ANNA LUNA - WAKE ME UP DAVIDCRYPT REMIX PRETTY SURE SYNTH IS OFF KEY BUT ITS WHATEV
7. BLP KOSHER x SALEM - INFERNACHE (MASHUP)
8. SHAWTY PIMP - GANKIN FOOLS DAVIDCRYPT REMIX
9. SALEM - LUV (EDIT)
10. 901KRUEGER - OVER AND OVER DEMO (EDIT)
11. TEAM CRUSHD - IM SO OVER IT DAVIDCRYPT REMIX
12. HAVE A NICE LIFE - I DONT LOVE EDIT
13. NICOLE DOLLANGANGER x SALEM - EXECUTIONER/WEPT (MASHUP)
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