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Wake Me Up   Ed Sheeran

I DO NOT OWN SHIT.
ALL RIGHTS GO TO FIDLAR.

FIDLAR - I JUST WANNA DIE

you said okay

saturday dec 14 2013

bubble boy, an insignificant cell on a strangers body. a nobody, with no purpose, but i’ll still find a way to draw parallels to who looks better with their shirt off. now it feels like the world is spinning too quickly and sometimes i just can’t fucking believe that i’m here right now. please, i’m begging you to compare me to someone else. spit in my mouth,  then on my chest. let me taste you so when you’re gone i’ll know exactly what i’m missing. it’s 1am and i want to be apart of you in ways you’ll only bring up when you talk shit on me years later. until then i’ll kiss your stretch marks, and you’ll run your fingers across old scars, and together we’ll repeat 'i love you' until the mirror breaks.

the root of my problems doesn’t have a root at all. it isn’t a string or trail of bread crumbs i can follow back to a single moment. it isn’t a suppressed thought, it’s a voice that convinces me my thoughts are worth suppressing in the first place.

we'll repeat 'i love you' until the mirror breaks

don’t hold your tongue
i know we’re done
i’m not an idiot
there’s no coming back
from where we’ve been
and who we’ve been with
but these are not the people
we thought that we would touch
and i’m scared that if i see you
i’ll start missing you too much

i know i felt like home
a year ago
when this was new
we’ll learn who we are
when we drift apart
when we drift
but when did we become so old
tomorrow i turn twenty four
and i’m still chasing the dreams
we had in high school

now we’re clinging onto objects
that someone else had touched
in hopes that we still smell them
in the fabric and the dust
i took the book you wrote me
and i tore it into shreds
but i still keep it in a shoe box
in a space next to my bed
i want to hold you until i’m empty
and i’ve got nothing left
so when you let me go
could you do it slow

and i’m sorry that i went away
i just needed some time to make
the pain into something
you can hold

july 8th, 2014

you're a mess in public

you wrote "don't forget" on your arm

prod by @bend (gnash & @seanjeads)
w/ a little help from @harryhudsonmusic
i wrote this album about a pikachu keychain that i never really had

u only call me when it's raining out

prod by gnash & @zach-nahome
i wrote this album about a pikachu keychain that i never really had

leave a message

prod by gnash, @j-alex-1, @mvjors, & elliot jackson
i wrote this album about a pikachu keychain that i never really had.

oxytocin

prod by gnash
i wrote this album about a pikachu keychain that i never really had

u don't get me

sleep

it's thursday, january 12th and this is the last time i'll talk about drowning

if you love me, come clean

Mac's debut '2' will be available worldwide October 16th on Captured Tracks. 

Mac DeMarco // Ode to Viceroy

i clung to you hoping we'd both drown

my heart goes bum bum bum

lately i've been feeling tired of everyone i know

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where did you go, and what did you do
with all the time you were too scared to move
and what is it like to be by yourself
for three and a half years
for roughly three and a half years
if we could just pretend that i went to college
and that is why you, you haven’t seen me
i wanted to go, but not for this long
i over did it
why did you say that i was one in a million
because i believed it i thought i had something
that you were too scared to lose
so if we could just pretend that i went to college
or traveled abroad and did something different
anything but just sitting at home
for three and a half years
writing song after song after song
so what is it like to be by yourself
and not feel like you’ll die
around everyone else
i thought i was one in a million
well thanks for nothing
yeah thank you
thank you 

if we could just pretend

i record songs and write poems and i really hope you're having a good day.

it's thursday, january 12th and this is the last time i'll talk about drowning

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