Name: Bestdayever by exe.girlfriend
Duration: 2 min 26 s
Description: please be honest am i making it out of bikini bottom

Lethal Dose

Lyrics:
I fucking hate myself
i want to die
i think about my suicide all the time
I take a lot of pill and some alcohol
Don't want to write a note cause im dying alone

Suicide Mood

I spend all day staying inside
I don't even get any sunlight
Skin is pale and I've got no sight
I'm a C H U D lobotomite

I spend all day staying inside
I don't even get any sunlight
Skin is pale and I've got no sight
I'm a C H U D lobotomite

Im a CHUD and i have no life
never had any reason to try
too braindead to even cry
I'm a C H U D lobotomite

Chud - PSYOPS Cover

Kill Alex - Non-Productive Counseling

yeah

Lyrics 

Verse 1
I would rather reach through time
than uproot my whole life

Chorus
I'll be running to Montana 
Chasing my Ramona
Cause when I'm without her
My life is going nowhere

I live for the things you do 
It's all worthless without you

Verse 2
I don't care If you wanna stay there
You don't have to move I will come to you

Montana

"i like men as i like heavy metal music; i do not like heavy metal music; hardly a real beat or tune, and the lyrics are incoherent."

cwc jam

lyrics:

The table's stacked with shades
I'm tryna haggle up and sell my double number spades
But this guy knows his shit, yeah
He knows how to fucking play
The chips are in the pot
One of us has gotta pay

In deep, and I can't fold
Why do they treat you so cold?
They're spitting lies that might be true
I bet that I can't fold on you

I don't mind when I'm losing with you
Cause you act like a kid that I once knew
I'm a googly eye and you're the glue
We stick together but I'm still prettier than you
I guess I get why you're so well hated
But I'm chilling like a gradient, faded
On the same spectrum, halfway braindead
Only mean love towards you when I say this

In deep, and I can't fold
Why do they treat you so cold?
They're spitting lies that might be true
I bet that I can't fold on you

The stakes are in the sky
I'm looking up and thinking that I might have to learn to fly
Cause when I'm falling I don't even wanna start to try
And no one gets it but I know you feel it all the time
And that's why I blame it on the bad luck
And the bad foundation to your construct
Maybe I'm wrong to give you any trust and
Maybe I'm just fucking my life up

cant fold on you

please be honest am i making it out of bikini bottom

Bestdayever

sick

Walked In

 I I feel dead please bring me back to life kiss my face love me hard right now I'm looking down the barrel of a digital gun pointed at my star cross living fate I want to let you in but I'm scared form how you speak I heard something I don't understand life into my clay grey soul nothing I can't feel my body or face I'm lock behind my eyes floating under a black abyss of frozen panic sense of false sense of imaged rejection it abandonment I'm already so attached it only took seconds way is my heart so no I'm just to sensitive I'm just to emotional either I am dead as death or ablaze in passionate flames but now I sit alone in silence screaming inside what did I do wrong what did I say Its always my false I make everything leave me I just want you top love me like my heart bleeds love for you but in this hollow place I'm afraid of my love I don't want my heart to break i almost took my life last time i never want to feel those tears cut through my vein into the depths of such a fragile place. I stuck in a traumatic stress possession I'm shaking everywhere I just want to believe and trust this will be different form every other person I let go down on me that rip the heart out of me and expected me to keep feeling the same when inside I want to give in this time I'm trying why does it hurt way am I embarrass to feel these feelings am I wrong insane or lost in a search for my holy place where I can feel life love and touch without hating myself my body locked in shame getting like this inside screaming show me it's just my mental disorder manipulating me into destroying something beautiful they don't even really like me I look stupid opening up like a cadaver held open like a autopsy
 





Attachment 2

sometimes good, sometimes bad, always executable

Bestdayever

exe.girlfriend

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