Amazing✨✨ i love the backround voice it sounds like my mind does 🥹

I've been thinking' bout you
feels like something that I once knew
find me something to do
past and present it always flew

do you think about me
theres a vision that I can't see
I remember sixteen
chest was thumping' now I can't breathe

got me under your thumb
I keep sippin' my brain gets numb
you just tell me i'm dumb
mind keeps slippin'
what have I done

you make me feel so young
makes me realize what i've become
got this taste on my tongue
I keep sippin' my brain gets numb

I just don't know what it is you want from me
Ive told you before that I don't come for free
Meet me at the front door and then you will see
That its my time not your time and that is agreed.
GO
I just don't know what it is you want from me
Ive told you before that I don't come for free
Open your eyes at the front door and you will see
That its my time not your time x4

All these people who don't give a fuck 
its really their luck that's really fucking them up
So vulnerable sitting like a duck.
They're all doped up on their fucking drugs
Selling themselves for a quick buck
They won't ever change they're all stuck
its all fucked x4

We won't know how it feels to be free
But its not up to you its up to me.

WHO GIVES

Drum Solo

Just give me one more chance 
To make you feel alive again
Your eyes are so bright tonight  
One last chance to make you mine


Just give me one more chance 
I’ll make sure you won’t regret it 
I know I can’t change the past 
But I promise I’ll make this last 
I can’t go to sleep
Without you beside me
I need you by my side
I’m not lying this time

Last Chance

Winona's Elevator

swaggy experimental slowcore thing

Lyrics:

They see you
Four on the floor
Always thinking that my mind wants
Just a little more
Always thinking comparisons 
Other body forms
Hold your own and fuck the tie downs
Of fuck them all
Born to lose hope
Of a 
Of a great resolve 
We’ve fallen a thousand miles
And somehow stick the fall

Stirring up the sorrow 
I hope that you make it home
Rubble toe stubbing
Of what was in the form of road
I hope of no more demise
Once everything’s set in stone
Get the fuck back Russia
Putins too fucking old

They see you
Four on the floor
Always thinking that my mind wants
Just a little more
Always thinking comparisons 
Other body forms
Hold your own and fuck the tie downs
Of fuck them all
Born to lose hope
Of a 
Of a great resolve 
We’ve fallen a thousand miles
And somehow stick the fall

moment of honesty (visuals in bio)

Marshall Davis

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