this is the worst time of my life :/

lyrics

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wake up n i wonder will i die today
when i think about all the drugs i take
i can’t help it when i’m sober i don’t feel okay
i don’t know if ima make it 
if i have it ima take it like fuck

i needa start soberin up
but my feelings make me sick as fuck
i needa be numb
i hate what ive become
& sometimes i think that im better off
under the dirt
6ft sleep
lie me in a hearse
..
yea i know im the worst

maybe i’ll get it one day
but now im getting high again
fuck it forget it
im giving up
im getting high again
(no not again)

wait no, no wait
thats just my brain, 
bipolar, insane
i really need change

i need a life with a substace
i needa put down the substance
i needa quit with the fuck shit
ima stand tall soon jus truss it

i try to keep my head up
but the thoughts that reside
are too heavy to hold

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maybe i’ll get it one day
but now im getting high again
fuck it forget it
im giving up
im getting high again
(no not again)
wait no, no wait
thats just my brain, 
bipolar, insane

a cry 4 help [prod. wellfed & caustyk]

i got too many pics on my line
i got too many thoughts on my mind baby
we dont see the same now i feel blind
i been making songs just to pass time baby
she dont want me singing like that
she dont want me feeling like that
baby i got scars on my back
i got weed in my lap
i got ur head in my lap
the whole room claps when i snap
but im gonna cry when i get back
i will cry when i get back
baby i cant call u if its night time
please dont let me hold u back if its not the right time
we only live once so i want u to have a nice life
every time we argue feel like im the one to break ice
i dont live the same life
bae i dont expect u to save mine
if tonights my last night u kno imma pray right
baby ill be okay u dont gotta stay like
im a grownup these things shouldnt waste time
i spend hundreds on programs to perfect the voice lines
but u say i sound best when i sing on car rides
i think its ironic how the only way that i can say my thoughts to u
are all in my files
i got lyrics for miles
void in personality
i fill it with style
angel numbers showing up
im waiting for the angels arrival
n i been crying so much lately feel like a child
havent seen u in a while

withdrawal broke my conscious
slowing up
pouring up
five missed calls im fucking up
all these texts ive been stalling
im sorry
its not u baby
its me
sometimes i feel like i can see the future
every day that i dont record i feel like a loser
i dont like people so i make money off my computer
catch me in the back of the party sipping shooters
i been trying to make some shit that sound newer
but every single thing i make just sounds the same it never ends
i kno life is beautiful but all i see is streets from my window
feel alone in a room full of people

blind  (p. Elvix)

part of the problem

i ain't ever needed advice

so ill ignore yours for the rest of time

everytime somebody gave me 2 cents it wasn't worth shit

when i give myself 2 cents i turn it to a dime

pockets full of nothin i been emptied out

burnin paper like im smokin joints, dryest fuckin mouth

feelin weight up on my shoulders dawg my legs could give out

losin patience with the rest of yall im off the hand outs

im off the respect shit

off the nice talks

if i wanted conversation i would call a fuckin doc

fuck help, i ain't splashgvng im thuggin shit out

34 year old pussy stay hidden stay down

old as fuck

and fuck animepapi too 

i ain't forget

only pop here is your boy, im sonning every tune

the son of the greatness i swear, boy you can ask dukes

hate seein mom blue 

sick of somethin all these doctors don't got a damn clue

when i'm rich i'll make sure everybody's all good

till the day i die and afterwards ill feed the whole crew

everybody eats b swaine will make due

2 cents

produced by branwen

lyrics:

(hold a blade up my chest
now i am bleeding from it
babe are u blind?
do u see it?
ur not what i want and
i am not what u need
our flowers start to foul
while u walking right past me
i'm feeling dizzy got a nose bleed
i think ur heart is far away from me
i walking by ur garden but
ur flowers died out,
they're vague, u don't like me anymore)

i- i- i think ur bad for me, thinking this is it
i think ur hollow bitch suck my dick
i know i say a lot of crazy shit
b- b- but ur none special, no ur far from it
a- a- and ur tude yeah it really got me pissed
a -ama move cause ur getting on my nervs
now ur acting all nice, ur concerend
so don't make me mad or i'll go for kills

(don't make me mad -a - ad
or i'll go for kills
don't make me mad -a - ad
or i'll go for kills)

walking by ur garden but ur flowers died out

love yall 

lyrics:
ill paint my walls, your favourite colours
ill dye my hair, and let it smother
the parts of me, that make you wonder
if im really worth it

ill paint my teeth, and make them whiter
ill plant my roots, and grow you flowers
give my life, to make them taller
ill die to make them taller

ill break myself
for you

the colours you remind me of

lyrics 


get slammed
pass out
i was down
im back now
two hands
on my face
in sand
its erased
u dont know
my pain
u dont
know my brain
u wont
try saving me
u cant
try changing me

oh im ripped
oh im gone
welcome to abyss
i hope u continue on
i might flip
i might flip it
tell me what u think when im outside of the living

i
i give up

flip

Cottonmouth

disgrace (prod. irby)

behind my skin

A raw, late-night confession about feeling forgotten and watching someone you love move on. Minimal production, echo-heavy vocals, and aching repetition make it feel like a voicemail left in the dark.
© meurer labels

the colours you remind me of

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