produced by saintmike
mix & mastered by @markuwho

earphones in kicking cans up and down the street i ran away from home now my mama try and catch me 

ran away from home i don’t have a home my mama wanna end me early i don’t wanna go 
i want some room to grow into a man why my life gotta end from my mamas hands 

my mama is a cold person to know being hers just wasn’t enough in her heart there’s no room to love 

now i’m left alone thinking that i screwed up i could do whatever and she’d still choose drugs 

you couldn’t love your son couldn’t give him a hug my daddy took me in it’s a long way to go a long way to grow into a man 

why’d my arms grow unfamiliar hands people say i look just like my mama makes me sad growing up i wanted to be my uncle or my dad 

now i’m 21 and i’m not even brad a car went through her house i had to sit back and laugh man it’s ironic because i used to watch you crash 

needle in your arm now i got a lil fear a mouth full of pills and you’d wash it down with beer 

looking at my ugly body see a scar i’m lucky that it’s covered up by my stretch marks i gotta lose the weight so i look less like you 

sick of looking in the mirror makes me wanna puke always gotta win know what it’s like to lose 

always wondered what it was like to have my mum hold ya 2012 christmas you took that xbox controller 

you hit dad on the head with it and he slumped over hit him hit him hit him and the cops came over 

but they took him away it wasn’t fair i told em that mummy hit daddy on the head you took a shot of turkey and you said i wish i was dead 

i don’t have a healthy way to cope you smashed my childhood into the floor wandering around like i’m lost 

now i’m left alone thinking that i screwed up i could do whatever and she’d still choose drugs 

you couldn’t love your son couldn’t give him a hug my daddy took me in it’s a long way to go a long way to grow into a man 

who watched his childhood crumble through your hands like sand i try to wear a smile but i’m always so sad 

i wish that i was strong and tough like my dad i ain’t have no mama but i really love my dad 

my life nearly ended from my mamas hands my life is doing better because of my fathers hands

my mamas hands

poppy seed tea (@chris6lair + @prod.taurs + @rip.warheart)

produced, mixed, mastered @cryberia

baby i'm fallin apart yea i feel like im splttn in 3

i know i know its been hard to believe
but i'm fixin it piece by piece

u know it's way further than we can see
so far away i won't even breathe

baby i'm fallin apart yea i feel like im splttn in 3
split my cash in half for u hope u see the love from me
n i hope it comes off like my hat cuz it's my hair that u wn a see
take off my hat n my shirt n the rest
now i'm grabbin up on u while i feel the peace

i'm feelin the peace,
while ur feelin my piece
feelin the bliss
n i'm feelin ur teeth

i know i'm doin too much
n i shoulda known better
but i feel i'm redeemed
yea i feel redeemed.

i miss when it was us livin in peace
i talk a lot i take it out on me

(time keeps running out)
(time keeps running out)

i see them keep their distance from me
baby if you ever need some distance from me ask

time keeps running out
n i keep fallin down
souls not sold yet but it's something i've been thinkin bout
i love whn you grab my waist n pull me round
i sit in silence n ur all that i can think about

piece by piece<333 @cryberia

produced by saintmike
mix & mastered by @markuwho

my uncles lego collection is strictly off limits (feat. diacetyl)

a-ok

these were meant for an EP

m/m @markuwho
art by one tap 

(cable ties)

when rising tides been stole
and the fears never rise
where’s the spark in your eyes?
(spark in your eyes)
and i cave every time we meet 
is it evident? is it evident? 

and i got lost in a way 
(lost in a way)
i couldn’t find my peace 
(couldn’t find my peace)
and all the things i pushed away
time won’t let it be

it feels like cable ties 
are latched around my skin 
these summer nights 
spent wishing it would end
oh, it’s all down hill from here 
(all down hill from here)

i’m with it till the bitter end
i never lose my regrets 
and i know it’s not my fault 
maybe i lost my head?
baby i lost my head 

and my hands are tied in a way
baby i know got nothing left 

and if i cut these cable ties 
will it really make a difference?
you don’t need to tell me: didn’t try
baby i don’t need an instance 

(debts) 

i’m running from tides in the morning 
and i wanna fight it
oh, i can’t fight it 
guess i never could

and i’ll try my best to find 
oh, find 
find a way out in time 
‘cause the passion’s gone dry 
it’s gone dry so i 
i’m not gonna find myself again 

and the pills were never my friend 
i see that now
close my eyes, make a frown
and i’ll tell myself 
‘that it’s gonna be alright’ 
it’s never been alright
no, i can’t find a final piece 
to my mind 

and you won’t call again 
well at least i tried 
and pain infused with debts 
it’s a bad line 

i’m calloused to say the best 
calloused to say the best
i’m calloused to say the best 
cause i been up 
thinking when can i rest 
and i’m not thinking about my debts 
how could i be thinking about my debts?

cable ties//debts

‎diacetyl

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