fundoctor im a witchdoctor and a skinwalker
down below the ditch stitched up with three sixes on my wrist
when i'm applying heavy pressure keep a nine inside my dresser
heavy necklace make my neck hurt
in a dream im levitating n highly sedated
tomb raiding like its 1996
polygons in my vision in my loft feelin sick
three tabs and a skittle an oxy n then i feel nauseous again

in the wonderland like alice
you cant come inside my palace
royalty i hold the chalice
you know me kilos from dallas
you cant even touch me
in my city hold the key
3 gs in my wood
a gram of k you know whats good

dallas

FUNDOCTOR
RESEARCH CHEMICAL MONGER
I WISH I COULD STAY LONGER
BUT I GOTTA GO
FEDS KNOCKIN AT MY DO
WOAAAA
WHATD I DO?
I ONLY PRESSED ETIZ AND SOLD IT TO SOME LITTLE KIDS
SAW THE COPS THEN RAN AND HID
KILLED A BITCH FOR LOOKIN WEIRD
CHOPPED HER BODY UP GOT RID OF THE EVIDENCE
IMPALED HER HEAD FOR EMPHASIS
RODE OFF ON A PEGASUS
UR ACTIN SO PETULANT
FUCK
U WANT SOME X?
I KEEP IT IN MY CABINET
IT HELPS YOU FEEL COMPASSIONATE
I ALSO GOT SOME XANS IN IT TO FUCKIN CALM U DOWN
IM THE FUNDOCTOR BITCH FUCKIN ASK AROUND
CUFF ME UP ILL PUT U IN THE FUCKIN LOST AND FOUND

I'LL SEE YOU NOW

little secretz

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Another Friend: Dead

@saf0200

(localhost)
make me go away, go away, go away
i wont even stay, even stay, even stay
hardly even safe in my mind, in my mind
my blood wont stop pooling under my eyes

ill say what everybody else wants
ill be what everybody else needs
forget about being myself
ill live a life full of regret

(6snot)
make me hate myself
im not safe in my mind
my blood wont stop pooling from out under my eyes

drinking till im dumb and its never alright
cause i know when i wakeup ill regret tonight
starting to think i need to change my life
trying to find solace its so hard to stay alive 

(localhost)
ill say what everybody else wants
ill be what everybody else needs
forget about being myself
ill live a life full of regret (x2)

humanoid vision (w/ 6snot)

everything prod by me

-=------=

whisper it to me
believing crazy things
like it was made for me
im sorry
but i feel justified
i know it might hurt sometimes
indignantly i made you mine
of dull constraint
and bitter heaviness
the ground in which i lay
will be sorely missed

Home Is Where the Heart Is

Memories are lost 
What’s the point of holding on 
I’ll remember u in September 
Seasons change but u still stay the same 

This time i know I’ll get on by
Sorry about saying goodbye 
I don’t want to know whatsoever 
I’m not going to sit and wait
for an answer

Prod me

this heart, it beats

Flay guerrero

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