this is what happens when you mess with the ice tray

riddens diminished

next 1 will be bettter
rename/categorization on ts song cuz i dont want this 2 b part of the #amazeballs / Some kind of object project anymore


[FAILSAFE] : @jslynnlavender

uhh1

mandatory


heavy inspo @user092382736452

https://www.newgrounds.com/audio/listen/1431099

way 2 many of yall thought this was dubstep holy fhawwkkk

tell the streets https://soundcloud.com/aubreyc0re back (just for right now..)

shoutsout https://soundcloud.com/vai5000 you swag
https://soundcloud.com/vai5000/sets/extrasensory

listen !! vv
https://soundcloud.com/vai5000/ringtone
https://soundcloud.com/vai5000/sets/sensory-2

ty for listening <3

vai5000 - RINGT♡NE! ft. hatsune miku (clwdy remix)

gggggg.als

unsure, the perfumes bind the blossom, the seal still hollow.
—-
featuring and co-produced @thatsblake2u

gaining weight, feeding lame, you better cut it out or i’ll blast a round
mental games i ain’t playing, culling games gonna be what's coming down
karma gonna paid, karma gonna be my new baby now,
hiding shit so lame, open up and take your goofy ass around
introverted to a state- talkin- really missed you
talkin- introverted to a state- talkin- really missed you (talking was the issue)
talkin- introverted to a state- talkin- really missed you
talkin- introverted to a state- talkin- really missed you (talking was the issue)
(talking was the issue)
(the talking was the issue)
(talking was the issue)
(the talking was the issue)
and i wake up late, and i’m hungover from the fact that it’s only 8
ask em when did your cherry pop, they said on the day
that i went to the fake barber where they stole my face
do you bow bow bow bow tie my heartstrings (nadir grows from)
the amenities, they make the floor like a mezzanine (gro - grows from)
i’m falling through, filled rose gardens and chicanery (nadir grows from)
i like the view, but you change the scenery
inherited- attached hovering over-under power,
until the zest don't break my back
courting for court, hors de combat
own heritage, new thread on that
quid pro quo, lets save the slack
lets save ourselves, from a flak attack
can you tell me why you’re out here acting different
can you tell me why you’re out here acting distant
is there someone else?
is you fucking with somebody?
i just need to know, know
yea, let me know
keep fucking with me like this
i’m gon’ blow
i can't take that shit, no more, no more
i just need to know
sped ass nigga you way too slow
yall niggas aint get no hoes
i just need to know
you just need to know
i don’t wanna live like this, roses wilt to perfume rot
i done taketh chances, call it long shot; coup de fleur
ruined all the balances, courting issues flock in [stock]
please, talk about no one
i don’t give a fuck about nun’
it’s just fiscal law
deadass, my mind on the blood
please piss me off (ahhh~)
gaining weight, feeling lame-
(after all is said (after all this-)
 you tell me why)

clickonmeiwantthemoney

rosefastened

no distractions can waver it.
—-

and i wake up late, and i’m hungover from the fact that it’s only 8
ask em "when did your cherry pop", they said "on the day
that i went to the fake barber where they stole my face"
i’m so sobered up, i’m so sobered up the whiskey got me on a rut
i should cut out my own eyes so i can't see the fluff
i should cut out iodine so i don't think too much
fuck the shadow, we blazin’
crack the shadow, we- , all my life will be filled with the daisies
slapped my friend’s bong off his hand, now he’s moving like [???]
i wonder why i can’t do the same, if i help a nigga so easy
personal fever

sober

[outro]
alas, i'll fix it since i'm your coda.
—-

do you really know~
how blank~ its been... numb
it's all numbed but it lurks,
late night sentiments, useless
do you really know how blank it's been
do you really wanna know how blank it's been
moonlight cracks over the white canvas
four-wheel drive, pushes the dirt over the painter
(have I been chasing it right?)
pneumatics pulled me to my head
and i’m wondering if i’m turning into them
into them, into them
i oughta make a new send for myself
(the canvas will keep me bucked unless I show within)
tune my spirit and my omens won’t be meld
dreamy eyes abroad, rationalised it off
don’t want sunken costs, the truth is all I’ll stock
stars aligned, gotta get
all my nerves in line
whistleblower needs some nurofen, turn the tables let em do the time
op, op, take the spire, when?
not much for me or (or) the wild, archaic moves leave me wrenched
starving for some real desire
God never made me for the easy mind
wholly soaked in demanding vibes
shoal amour was a warning sign, no one would’ve ever thought it like
gotta tune my spirit like radio, but it’s noisy white
still I hunt and I search it
I’ve been a runaway from all the culture
sandstorm blur your eyes; from there
faux pas will gag a skelter
you’re as crazy as I am to still believe there’s any stellar
I won’t be wasting my nights in sentiment for a conjecture
one night I had a dream, at 2am, 2am
walked into your cabin and felt warmth
I could feel my nerves again, it struck memorable
I remember this old building, I was killed in it
here I am, ‘bouta blow it again, l-o-v-e sick
man fuck this shit, don’t want night sentiments, it’s so useless and
i’m contraband, schadenfreude en masse, schadenfreude en masse
snowstorm, iced coffee in your hands
should I call this forlorn? here the cabin really veers
(mirage, hot choc) saw the crackings in the fields
hollow floors erupt the railing, and I-
and I, don’t really want no more
and I, don’t really want no hope
and I, don’t really want no strokes
(and I, and I, and I, and I)

gggggg.als

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