🦋🔪
You can cut my heart out with a butterfly knife
I won't put up a fight
Stabbing every petty thing into my chest so you can spite me Frightening psyche, thunderbolts and lightning
Our time alone is tightening it's shorter than it might seem
And I'm just looking after myself
You should do the same before you go and do this shit to somebody else
Just try to do what's best for your health
While I'll block all of the pages that rate all my shitty songs like it's yelp

I wrote the worst song today if you listened to it you would know
My worst fears ever and they're all involving you and I
What if we severed, used to replay us together
But you're still singing the same song
I cried like Hannah Diamond that night for you
But I still, after 24 hours come back
You made a comeback
That's 1 2 4 8 16 strikes you're out
You've got cheat codes
Dipping me in evil

You can cut my heart out with a butterfly knife
I won't put up a fight
Stabbing every every every every every every spite me
Frightening psyche, thunderbolts and lightning
Our time alone is tightening it's shorter than it might seem

On my popstar shit, I forget you when I want
You're not gonna forget me but you'll find somebody pretty to flaunt
And much like the nature of your taunt
I'll follow you and talk to whoever you're with and take whatever you're on

New accounts, new numbers go hard
Put that VPN on the Mastercard
Smoke and mirrors don't help me see any clearer with your face all blank
So I feel like a freak, and I know that I'm not
But I'll stay feeling weak till you get what you want
Do you mean what you say when you are far away
Regardless of if you do or not, you can cut my heart out

With a butterfly knife
I won't put up a fight
Chop me up and tear me down and throw me to the fucking ground

Where you'll find my brain, a material plane
And I know someday you'll find me in the sand and the grain and say
Nothing's ever ever felt so good
As we're one in the same in the cosmic wood
Not the one I fell for, not the one who birthed me and hurt me and burnt me down
And I come with respect, when I say the things you love are the ones that come after your neck 


Sincerely,
DistroKid
https://distrokid.com

butterfly knife

lyrics:
(Check one
Uh uh
Lemme tell you how I feel, uh, uh
All the lovers in the club put your hands up
All the fuckers in the club put your hands up
Lemme show you how I feel
Bring your heart out
Put the love up
Turn the love up
Put your hands up)

What are we, 'cuz I don’t feel at home when I'm at home in your arms
What’s going on with us, will somebody have to ring the alarm?
Wait, sorry, you and me deserve to feel just like this every time but we don’t 'cuz I sweat and you choke and we’re both feeling stupid for loving each other
If I’m lying then honestly that scare me 'cuz i think that it’s real
You’re trying to cheer me up inside because that’s just how you feel
Who’s dying? me and you deserve to act like we’re at anything else then a funeral: don’t wanna play wanna joke wanna laugh wanna fuck and kiss after

And I’m a walking disaster
Changed my life for the better but that don’t make it better, yeah,
That don’t heal scabs quicker
Clean conscience, clear mind
I could deconstruct myself a million times but that won’t make blood thicker

So what about you makes you so special that you think you can take my love?
I don’t want something else to spring up and step between us
Color haired girl meets RGB boy I’ve seen it a million times so
What about you makes you so special that you think you can take my love?

Who’s trying? 'cuz I don’t see the effort in the room with us now
Deep sighing, does it take energy out of you to have me around?
Why bother?
Both of us deserve to find somebody who is like us but we’re in love with us and somebody like me could never be somebody like us

Like what?
I’m sad for what?
My bad for what?
You’re obsessed with ipad, for what?
Lay my cards out like what?
I’m so “what am I without you” you’re “so what?”
Write checks for what?
Have sex for what?
Love you for what?
Fuck me for what?
Lay our guns down like what?
We’ve been goin' at each others throats so

What about you makes you so special that you think you can take my love?
I don’t want something else to spring up and step between us
Crazy ass girl meets excellent boy I’ve seen it a million times so
What about you makes you so special, yeah, 'cuz you’re so special

What about me makes me so special that I think I deserve your love?
You don’t want someone else to spring up and step between us
Himbolike switch meets scary weird bitch you’ve been through it hundreds of times
What about me makes me so special that I think I deserve your love?

(Oh, your love
Oh, I deserve your love
Your love
Oh, oh)

What about you makes you so special?
What about me makes me so special?
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released September 11, 2024
vocals by Fraxiom Music
production by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
Recorded in Leeds, UK and Chicago, IL in 2024

special

Lyrics:

He thinks that he can change me
But he doesn’t know that

(Getting to the point where it says you're gonna ask for their social. Instead of saying, "I need your social security number;" I like to preface it with a little bit of... "I'm ready for that number now." And every single time, they immediately give me that number.) 

92 degrees,
It’s hot outside like Chicken Little's dad
Short shorts, candy nails like the Skittles yeah
I might invent a genre I might invent a gender yeah yeah
Asshole pink like my hair asshole pink donut like Blender yeah
69 degrees
It’s cold inside 'cuz of the AC
I have been to ANE and Megaplex, not AC
Call me over to the wall he’s tryna catch me gayly
In that shirt that’s way too small, he thinks that he can change me
But he doesn’t know that
I can tell if the tummy soft 'fore I even touch it
Perk my ears up, bunny hop, then proceed to fuck it
'magine what we do in private if this how I talk in public
'cuz he looks like how Bayboy draws Sam the dog
With the beard I can sink my lips into like mwah
We can take these gummies and then run around the con
With the beer, I can drink my sips in two secs flat
Wanna frot, have that nasty kinda dude sex yeah
Body hair I can sink my lips into like mwah
Body soft I can press my tits into like mwah
See that thing and I get it get it wet no hawk tuah

And he don’t even know that
After I drop this shit I can put stamps on his passport
Yeah I mean fly around, because that is what that’s for
I am so deep in this shit like it’s assvore

Happy like the wheels on the flash game
Always like my bass loud, always been a brash gay
‘nother iPod shuffle just to use it as a ashtray
I’ve been making music as long as it’s been my last name

Take you to kutna hora
We can spend hours, heures, horas
He thinks that he can change me
But he don’t even know that

Industry plant me on Earth just to have a good time
I don't do good shit, all I drink or do is whine
I don't fuck around with catty don't you waste my time
The only cat they see me being is one in a blindfold,
Purring, do whatever I'm told
A masochistic little asshole
Fall in love with me then I'm cold

Party like it's 2024, hear a knocking at my door
It's the police let them in, bust a 9mil through their skin
Become enemy of state, this summer's gonna be great
Gooey drip in my mouth, call me total jerkface

Happy like the wheels on the flash game
Always like my bass loud, always been a brash gay
‘nother iPod shuffle just to use it as a ashtray
I’ve been making music as long as it’s been my last name
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released November 8, 2024
vocals by Fraxiom Music
production by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
Recorded in Chicago, IL and Philadelphia, PA in 2024

kutna hora

Lyrics:

One sword look like 25 like 50 like 100 swords
Adding lacerations, marks, and bruises to your under sores
Say you leave the ground but you don’t leave the ground like hoverboards
I feel like a spoiled little brat I feel like underwhelmed
With your best efforts
You catch my face pouting
I feel the chest pressure
You never did enough, or said enough, or acted outside of numbing complacency
Watch me disrespec' you blatantly

Credit card knife in my wallet with the crumpled bills
Credit card knife in my wallet and I bet it’s hard
Yeah I keep it tucked and I pray I never need it there’s a
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit card
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Greasy ass dudes got me running like a tennis star
If i have to leave it in you, no regret at all
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Cred-Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit card
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit carde

Credit, credit, credit, credit card knife in my wallet like a knife guy
Sneaky in my pocket sitting nestled with my butterfly
Finishing you last like a whiny little nice guy
Whine it to the dirt bitch, you’re about to fucking die
Cutting octagonal slice your body like a pizza pie
If someone asks what happened, I’ll give your pizza alibi
Want my full attention? Well you’ll only get a piece of mine
Like pieces of the pizza from your sliced up pizza body crime

Cute, like a mouse mouse mouse
In a tiny little house with my friends down south
We get frisky we do kisses on the mouth mouth mouth
Like we’re besties, try and test me, but you’re jesting ‘cause my knife is always besting it’s that

Credit card knife in my wallet with the acid
Credit card knife inside my wallet it’s not flaccid it is hard
The knife in my wallet is rock solid and it cuts hard
The credit card knife with my credit cards

Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Grea-Greasy ass dudes got me running like a tennis star
If i have to leave it in you no regret at all
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards
Credit card knife in my wallet with the credit cards

These days everybody know the truth it’s extensive (Yup!)
Outfit's cheap but my cannabis stupid expensive (Yup!)
I thought that I am transexual and autistic (Yup!)
Body like a bitch is (Yup!)
Flow like limp bizkit (Yup!)
Really fast quick shit, shake you out your britches
Bounce my neck around like potato knishes
Shoutout Little King Jon
DJ put my thing on
Think that you can talk to me
What's up? Haven’t seen you, what the fuck?
Used to regret what I did to you but now I can’t forgive myself enough
What's up? If I see you just once, you won't see me come up
Got a credit card knife, that'll make you-
SHUT UP!

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Released January 24, 2025

Lyrics by Fraxiom Music, Spencer Hawk
Production by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

credit card knife

I was afraid to come to your show so I didn't go
We could've clicked but I didn't show so we'll never know
Caught up on shit that doesn't really matter
Trauma competition just to see who's heart is more shattered
When I heard you're afraid of me it got me kinda flattered
I think what could've been of us was torn apart by questions

What kind of music are you making and what are the implications of the words you call it now?
Where did you learn to act this stupid and who made you feel so crazy that you gotta let it out?
And can we call it furry music if you don't slap a fursona on the cover of the album?
God damn, that's some problem, right?
God damn, well that's my problem now
When did you even find the time to find somebody who could find the time for you to make it yours?
How did you both come up with something that inspired other people to come up with something more?
And can we really call it hyperpop if this beat is more cybergrind mixed up with digicore?
God damn, that's a really lame problem to have
God damn, I thank God it only gets that bad

Fuckin' it up out here
I live in chi town now I get recognized on the bus out here
(Hi) Rollin' it up out here
Only smoke real shit now I don't buy gas station, that's sus out here (I do not)
Holding it down out here (hold down)
Yeah like that gravity (okay)
Please do not clown round here (do not)
Make a catastrophe (that is bad)
Your himbo attached to me (he is)
I let him down gently (bye bye)
That's ouch that's hot that's more hot then tea that's soup lentilly

(Gupi, fuck it up now)
I was afraid to come to your place so I didn't show
We could've clicked but I didn't go so we'll never know
Caught up on shit that used to never matter
And situations that I never thought I'd be a part of
When I heard you still wanna see me I got so disgusted
Think that in your eyes it's a backwards way of serving justice

Why-w-w-w-why aren't you making any music, you should hurry up and do it so that I can tear it down
Where did you learn to talk so stupid, and who made you feel so traumatized you gotta lay it down on me?
And are you really a subversive artist if you're scared of your own body and don't even say the r word
God damn, that's some problem, right?
God damn, that literally sounds like a made up problem

Wow (wow, wow)
Fuck it up in my head (fuck it up)
Heavy is the hand that writes the callout post I guess
My abuser got cancelled this year I am not stressed (yes)
Got a new lease on life (yes)
Happiness peace on life (yes)

Happiness peace and love
Even when it sucks
Even when they really really wanna be like us
Even when they really really wanna fuck us up
Got a new lease on love
Gotta do peace and love

Happiness peace and love
Even when it sucks
Even when they really really wanna be like us
Even though they really really wanna fuck us up
Got a new lease on love
Gotta do peace and love

I gotta do penis music
I'mma disease I'm too sick
These loose ass ties all grew thick
These day ones in my group pic
I gotta make all this music
I do it for therapeutic
I do it for Massachusetts
I do it for Fraxiom Music

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

hot problems

(Music)
Fell for you day one head over heels in the parking garage
When I was too young to determine if you were a good guy
Listened to Datafruits together on the MBTA
We shared some pink Skullcandy earbuds and I thought I would die
You'd walk around our little town like you knew everything
And honestly I liked the confidence that that would imply
Name dropped you on our last release you were my everything
For half a decade there I thought that I would know you for life
It's so embarrassing to love so hard then let it all go
But I do know, deep down I can let it all go
It's so embarrassing to go to bat for you when you know better
But don't do better, I said

I know a fake one when they step the scene
They mask things with kindness but are intricately mean
You may have your prospects, you may have your shoes
But I know you'll be lonely if you treat her like you do

I don't think you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you are gonna hurt somebody
Self-infantilizing, always criticizing people and disguising it with social justice words, despising
I don't think you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you are gonna hurt somebody
You just won't transition so now it's your mission to make all the life decisions for somebody who transitioned

I just think it's odd that we were kids, and you were not
And we were smoking all that pot with you
And I still think you deserve a good life
Could have been nice
It's just gotta happen away from my eyes
But you treated us like little baby stupid idiots!

There was a period of time you were my only friend
If somebody met me eventually they'd have to meet you
I look back on these times and think too much and get myself sick
When I consider how you'd use my name and

No one thinks you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you just have to hurt somebody
Self-infantilizing, always hypnotizing people so that it's surprising when you get caught compromising (wh-wh what)
I don't think you're ugly but you think you're ugly and because you think you're ugly you are gonna hurt somebody (yeah)
You just won't transition so the composition of your intuition is to be somebody's apparition
And I still think you deserve a good life

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Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

nono

I'll do anything once
I'll talk to anyone
I don't really care much
Generous with my time
Try to do it all the time
But I think you crossed a line

You say I'm such a hater
Like you've known me forever
When we have hung out never
You wanna get inside my head
Lowkey you talk down on me
Passive-aggressive shit that I can't call you out for doing 'cause you'll make it about your trauma
And I don't even know
Why you want me around
G-g-g-g-got so many people you could talk to right now
Everyone in town wants you right now
Mo-mo-more money and followers than me and a car
What about me makes you think that I'm gonna get you far?
I am not an app, no you can't use me
Just telling the truth, let's not get too deep

I don't think it's gonna work
And I don't think that I care that I don't think it's gonna work
You freaked me out first
We almost got hurt
You kept making it worse
I saved all our asses from the danger you put us in
I-I'm breaking it to you hard to swallow like medicine
Bitch, you endangered my family so
This is more than a vibe check
This is more than an "I don't like that"
This is "I don't like you"
This is you
Treating me like doo-doo
So I do not care
If we show up to the same show or the same party
Stand over there!
Please

(Yeeeeeoooowwwww)

Eyes closed
Stronger than a blindfold
You just wanna use me
'Cause my friends are awesome
And I keep it juicy
Play dead like a possum
Something rhymes with orange
But I just ignore it
'Cause you say I'm

You say I'm such a hater
Like you've known me forever
When we have hung out never
You wanna get inside my head
Lowkey you talk down on me
Passive-aggressive shit that I can't call you out for doing 'cause you'll make it about your trauma
And I don't even know
Why you want me around
G-g-g-g-got so many people you could talk to right now
Everyone in town wants you right now
M-m-everyone in town wants you right now
Ev-ev-everyone in town wants you right now
Ev-ev-everyone in town wants you right now
Ev-ev-everyone in town wants you right now
Now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now
Everyone in town wants you right now
Now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now
Everyone in town wants you right now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

computerpunk

(I got a—)
Take one, but hope ya don't Drake one
(Find another girl and he won't miss ya)
What the fuck?
Rock

Rock the microphone like it's a cell phone
I did not come here to throw a party by myself, oh
You do not know about Eevee party, that's a self-own
Flying to our shows'll raise alert and make you have to call the telco
I need Gatorade and to be gay today with fictional gator baes
And then listen to Slayyyter based in the database
Rock the headline slot like it's my first show
Take the potential energy, convert it back into inertia

Walk in this bitch like Ray Delahanty
Yeah, I walk in this bitch like a pedestrian
Dish out this K like a equestrian
Give it for free to he/him lesbians
Walk in this bitch with my Transit app on
36 to the Red Line to the downtown tunnel
To the Blue Line to the airport to the airline to the show
Bags down in the DoubleTree and then I have to go
Go to Paris for work, Indianapolis for fun

Like it's a cell phone
I did not come here to throw a party by myself, oh
You do not know about Eevee party, that's a self-own
Flying to our shows'll raise alert and make you have to call the telco
I need Gatorade and to be gay today with fictional gator baes
And then listen to Slayyyter based in the database
Rock the headline slot like it's my first show
Take the potential energy, convert it back into inertia

I got HRT for free at my own show in Denver
They were cooking up that shit like right behind the counter
I got traumatized for life by my own furry uncle
Tried to talk to me from his AD, it was a downer
Ugh, that's uncomfortable, that's gruesome
Queer community, yeah, you take some, lose some
Chosen family, yeah, you take some, lose some
But that's why
I live a fast life to outrun my past life
You could say that's unfair, but that's life
If I'm on your bad side when you've been a bad guy
I could say that is cool, but that's lie
Slide
To unlock every reason why
(I'mma stop—)
You pushed me to the side then pushed me to the side of the side

When I come up on the scene with all this energy in my spleen (my spleen)
Say hello to Dillon Francis, Doja Cat, and Hank Green (Hank Green)
All this new support is great, but now I've got a hankering (what)
And all that I can think about is inhaling the dank green (whoa)
Skin like gangrene, fits like Banksy
I'm like FreakyBob, but a bit more gayly
Theta-delta chain me, paw me up, fang me
Now I need a doggy, extra points if he's hangry
Oops, I'm angy, list like Angie
Talk down on my team, I'll make you feel it in your phalanges
Downright mangled, fuck's your angle?
Say you got the green, but it's the color wheel of Bojangles
Crank 'em
Smoking on that shit and it smell like jenkem
Gassy, putrid, yeah, that real big stenkem
Do the stanky leg, turn around and hit the precum
Fo fi fee fum, talk big, see some
My flow is frosted flakes, and it even exhausted Drake
And made Lipgloss Twins shake
I'm the Boston cake, you are lost and fake
I love gay people
I won't say shoo to gays, but I love shoegaze
I love guitar music
I love rap music
I love pop music and electronic music
And supersonic music and laptop music
And I fuckin' love bad music
They say that hyperpop is out of style (whoa)
They want me to grow up and go acoustic (no)
I said, "Do you even like music?"
Sing the chorus one more time

Rock the microphone like it's a cell phone
I did not come here to throw a party by myself, oh
You do not know about Eevee party, that's a self-own
Flying to our shows'll raise alert and make you have to call the telco
I need Gatorade and to be gay today with fictional Gator baes, oh fuck
Mess it up
Leave it in

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

jumpin the cacc

Tracking down a narcissist who hurt me irreparably 'cause I need to apologize for things that I said wrong
Every single day is indistinguishable aftermath of something that you did to me, and it feels like you won
I'm almost out of money, it's been weeks since I've been funny, and I don't feel like a bunny, and I don't know what to do
'Cause you would take advantage, calculating all the damage you would do to me, embarrass me in every single room
Imagine how I felt when I found out that you were just not only hurting me for pleasure, also taking pride in that
And I realized when I was 21 that it's not normal to have a best friend that you're anticipating fighting back
I walk around erratic, and I'm talking all dramatic, and I am afraid that I'll never be anyone again
Plus every single night I am afraid to close my eyes because I always have the same dream where you steal all of my friends

(Kill yoursel- kill yoursel- kill yourself
Yo
Kill yourself)

(Okay okay!)
If you never knew me when I made the future bass
Then you don't deserve me at my sell-out-this-place
The pre-show willies in my molecules
And there's a line around the block full of polycules
Let 'em in, it's cold
Veteran tenfold
Everybody crowdsurfed to it even though the shit's old
Turn the page tip fold
Talk about me tiptoe
I've done so much fucking personal growth that I can turn a Christian to a bimbo
I can turn my oomf to my bestie
Test me
You want me to stop, then arrest me
Arf, arf
Break the barricade at my own show
Oopsie
Call you out on stage because I'm asking for a fight
I'm a martyr for my genderfucked siblings, that's right
If you really wanna come and say what's up, then charter a ride
Ha ha, I am so fucking silly you can see it in my eyes
I know I said one day I'd get sober, but I like to get high
And I consume a caricature of myself and start to cry
Food House in your building and we can't find the exit
Rich kids try to talk to me while I'm too high to say shit
Why the fuck do you even think that you and I can have a conversation
Fraxiom music is canonically allergic to crustaceans
And I'm still waiting for Gupi to meet me uptown at Chipotle
'Cause now we're girls, and we're trying to be vegetarian, and we're so gay
Wink at you and make you gay for a month like TD Bank
3 a.m., I play a concert and now my titties stank
San Francisco, I am in your city, where is the dank
Floor is looking a little sticky like jizzy bank

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

td bank

(I love earning money back on my own purchases because then I make money off of my own order and I can use that for other products. And they go "Oh yeah, that's great." And I say "Yeah."
We gotta go to the show in 45 minutes)

I-I-I-I talk like somebody who's never been punched before 'cause I've never been punched before
Walk like a bunny because I hop, I hop, like I've got lunch and more
No bodyguard
And I can't lift for my life
Plus I'm always fucking high
And keep hundreds at a time
Don't think a gun is personally right for me 'cause I would kill myself
Pepper spray taken away by TSA, didn't replace it
(Oh yeah)
Let's face it
(Oh okay)
You could fuck me up real easy, and I'd have to take it!
So why can't I stop my victory lap?
Why can't I stop makin' fun of your ass?
How come it's gonna go my way right when I say the
(Word!)
So absurd like
(Word!)
Like the bird like
(Word!)
Consonants, vowels
Yeah, that makes a
(Word!)
We're rolling bigger doobies
And growing bigger boobies
And IMDbTV is now FreeVee with the MUBI
My life is like a Tubi
It's everybody's movie
And Netflix, Vudu, Quibi, Apple TV, stream on Oobi
I'm goin' poomp like Doompy
And fucking getting spoopy
Excuse me for a second 'cause I have to make a hit now
Sorry
I meant take a shit now
I meant make a poopie
And Hulu Plus on Disney is now busy loading Froompy

Come knock this grin off my face
All bark, all bark like jerky
You think that you cracked this case
But you are fucking crazy
You think that you got replaced
But nobody
Can be as popular as me
While being as off-putting as you
Oh my god, I love this song
Slam that drink and put it down
Follow me onto the floor
Grab that ass and throw it round
Oh my god, I love this DJ
Spin it on the replay
That's what we say!
Give a LGBT BJ

(Okay... hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on... just checking in real quick
Everybody's okay? Yes! Nobody's hurt? No. Nobody passed out? No
No tweaking? No. No fighting? No. Remember this is all right?
Yes! Remember, we are music, and this is what it's all about. Oh Yes!)

My name is Fraxiom, and I will destroy the world, yeah
My name is Fraxiom, and I will destroy the world
O-O-O-O-Off kilter, this beat's got vowel filters
Might shit my fucks up
No chillin', and if you are standin'
I need you to buck up, okay

I talk like somebody who stumbled into this life because that's what I did
Walk like I'm all fucked up, and my ego sucks, and I can't tell what I is
No backup plan
And I can't sing for my life
Plus I'm always fucking mad
And hold grudges all the time
Don't think a job is personally right for me 'cause I would kill myself (uh-oh)
SAIC, treated me icy, didn't go back there
(No, no)
Let's face it
(Mmm-hmm)
You could exploit all my talent, and I'd have to take it
So why can't I stop being everyone's friend?
Why don't I want conversation to end?
How come shit could get much better for me with just one
(Word!)
Write this song like
(Word!)
Smoke Spencer's bong like
(Word!)
Slice-of-life, I'm still alive, and I guess that's
(Word!)

Come knock this grin off my face
All bark, all bark like jerky
You think that you cracked this case
But you are fucking crazy
You think that you got replaced
But nobody
Can be as popular as me
While being as off-putting as you
Oh my god, I love this song
Slam that drink and put it down
Follow me onto the floor
Grab that ass and throw it round
Oh my god, I love this DJ
Spin it on the replay
That's what we say
Give a fuck what the police say

(And Gupi is tonight's special DJ
Put those hands up
Bring those stocks down
Put those paws up
Bring that... Uhh...)

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

now 2

La la la la
I don't wanna die but I wanna make it stop
Keep on wasting my time, rot my body like a crop
Think I'm gonna make it whoops, think I'm gonna flop
Think I'm looking at the clock more often than I used to
Have to bend some pressure just to prove that I am with you
Contribute a monster beyond imagination
Spotify is stupid, Spotify is satan
Singing my song I sing la la la
Humor in the chaos I say ha ha ha
When pop culture cums me out I say ha ha ha
When I don't know what to be I say la la la to the people in my screen

You made me me
Both for better and for worse
You made me me
We made memes
Yeah, that's how we were bondin'
But these days it's going different
I don't receive correspondence
Like, as soon as I started wanting, then you stopped respondin'
You're following me to keep tabs on me when I know you're plottin'
It's like I'm the only one on earth that sees this big monster
And they look at me like I'm crazy
When I say run away from the monster
Fuck industry face at the concert
When I turn around, flip both middle fingers to the camera, say "Fuck my sponsors"
That's a little more
Chronic indifference for my intrepid soul
Melodramatic life is an episode
Fully going bepis mode
Ramon Laguarta
When I got a show in Atlanta, I take the MARTA to it
Said I'm from the South Shore, and no, I am not from Martha's Vineyard
But I wanna do tax fraud like Martha did

La a-a-a-a a a
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna stop
Wasting my time yeah I wasted a lot
T-Think I'm gonna make it
T-Think I'm gonna not

When pop culture cuts me out, then I make my own
Yeah, they love to shout when I take my throne
You can call me names
You can play games with me
But you're never gonna break my bones
Finding humor in the chaos, I say, "What the fuck" (What the)
I could try my best, and you'd say, "Frax sucks the life out of everything, and she should never have tried to be anything," so forgive me if I'm hung up on petty things
Ugh
'Cause it hurts sometimes, when I wanna die
And then someone who don't know me tell me how I feel
Can you worship me, but then leave me be
The pedestal you put me on is just too surreal
And I know
If we threw a concert in a vacuum with our eyes closed
You would sing the low parts, and I'd have to take the high notes
I would get the lyrics wrong and improvise with my dotes
But the words I'd say would make you think that I'm a psycho
(Ouch!)
Fuck it up (yeah)
Fuck it up (yeah)
All we know how to do is fuck it up
Got all these genders fuckin' us
Suckin' us (technically)
'Cause it hurts sometimes
Yeah, it hurts sometimes
When you got it wrong and I'm dehumanized
Don't you pass me the mic
'Cause I'll hold that shit for an hour and I won't stop till I photosynthesize
This is what I do
And you almost made me quit when you tried to make it all about you
These days the things I witness
Are so crazy
It makes me feel normal
So rude and uncouth that I seem formal
I caught you straight lying down on business, so
I don't wanna hear you talk to me about morals
Getting mad, I need my reef like coral
I said somethin', you heard somethin' else like laurel
Couldn't even fall off when I purposefully tried to, so
I don't wanna hear you tellin' me who's mortal

(Okay
It's food house, it's food house, it's food house
Only thing we know how to do is fuck it up
He wanna get list for his friends so what, he don't wanna see how this ends so what, he probably became a new fan so what)

Make it stop!
L-Like please
Words in my head, they're so fuckin' mean
Making me submit, put me down on my knees
Remember I'm the shit, Jack Ü Febreze
And I gotta persist I sing la la la
Humor in the chaos, I say ha ha ha
Keep my head right up, keep my vibe right on
The song only ends at the end of the song

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

la la la

I-I-I-I-I look into everybody's eyes
One by one, one at a time
And it makes me wanna cry
Because I've never felt a love exactly like this in my life
One by one, you save my life
You could say I saved your life
But that goes both ways like a

Bi guy, my my
Vids on YouTube like a Try Guy, fly high
Backstage pouring me a Mai Tai, why why
You might be scared to approach me
But don't you worry, I'm shy, I'm
Just as nervous as you are to meet you for real
I get fucking starstruck when you say how you feel
Feeling like I owe you something, some kinda deal
'Cause honestly, you gave me my life
I could give my all out on that stage till I'm numb
We could take a serious pic and one that's dumb
I could even give to you the shirt off my back
But no, none of that repays you, you let me be
Frax, Frax, Frax, Frax, Frax
Some of this shit doesn't track
Mostly I still feel the same
I'm still into Sam and Max
I still eat my salmon flax
I still scream goddamnit when the industry don't have my back
So that means every day I scream goddamnit

(You know, my head is not screwed on correctly
And yeah, it pisses me off because that's not even my fault
But, also, it's my responsibility to be and act normal so
Come on! Unlearn that helplessness, let's go)

You would tell me to "always remember, it is us against the world"
But I went out into the world and I love it a lot
And now I get distraught when I remember that you ever wanted me to be against the world
That's why it's gonna be a really confusing day for me when you die
Yeah, I'll probably miss you then
Just like how I miss you now
I know on the day you die
Your death will solidify
That you're never gonna change
For me or for anyone
And until the day you die
I'll stay a freak in your eyes
Hate that I'm okay with that
Hate that I'm prepared for it
Hate that I've got action plans
Would it not be easier for both of us to talk about the elephant?
Come on man, just call me your daughter for the hell of it
I would go so far as to call all the past irrelevant
All I need is just one sign
I heard you call Twitter X
I've been trans for longer than that, and I still don't get respect
I travel home and it's just for my brother
Hope he turns out all right despite our shared father and mother
Everybody bites their tongue at the dinner table when I am there
And all I can see is everybody's mouth bleed
All of you are fake as fuck
Pop these hormones, end my bloodline, that's what's up
Fly out of the place where they don't give a fuck
And head back to the show
And head back to the stage where

I look into everybody's eyes
One by one, one at a time
And it makes me wanna cry
Because I've never felt a love exactly like this in my life
One by one, you save my life
You could say I saved your life
But don't treat me like I am special
I look into everybody's eyes
One by one, one at a time
And it makes me wanna cry
Because I've never felt a love exactly like this in my life
One by one, you save my life
Two by two, I get back up
Three by three, I make that
Four on the floor, everybody jump
Five by five is twenty-five
Six by six is thirty-six
You could say I saved your life
But don't treat me like I am special because you also saved mine
It goes both ways all the time

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

everybody's eyes

Vitamin D deficiency
Terminal brainrot speak proficiency
Today I'm on track 3, efficiency
Worms convert to centipedes, tater knishency
I feel like me and him could get a little warmer, change position, see
I think if I were to say fuck it to all the
Instagram, Spotify shit in my head and stayed true to myself
I could make something good enough to get blasted transmissioncy
Convert everyone I know, that's my trans mission, see
I think I kinda feel like my pussy
would pop, I wanna become a bitch and see
Are you chill with me?
Check your frequency, no
I don't deal with dumb shit, I go

Round one time
You can say it one time
You can say I don't stop
You can say I don't stop my thing
I just put a bag on my head
You could say it comes off
But you'd have to touch it to see
I had to indulge myself
'Cause I never had shit
So I had to have shit to see
Then had to remind myself
Why I got that shit
'Cause the world needs somebody like me

(T-T-T-T-This is just a name,
that I have made up, that makes sense to people.
Because when you say, "paws,
" the average person is not going to understand.)

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

vitamin d freestyle

Yeah
Rock with me like a geologist
I am an anthro apologist, and I am not an anthropologist

I-I-I-I-I-I-If you spell friends like
"F-R-E-N-S," then I'll have to take a step back (Nope)
Slash four T's, yeah, I don't fuck with that (No!)
Slash S, yes, I'm serious, yes
But no, I am not pressed 'cause...
I am not a fruit juice squeezed freshly
Or a panini, you fail to anger or impress me
You text me, I answer truth and it's messy
Bite your nails about it, swallow Essie wessie
Your endgame is a tessie
I spit game with the besties
Yes please (yes please!)
I don't know what I wanna do about my testies, but I feel weird about my testies
They in my replies like I need essay
If you're hanging out with me, don't flex me
If my name is in your mouth, don't you spit it out, swallow that
Somebody mad 'cause they didn't get a follow back?

I got my moving shoes on
I'm gonna feel good tonight
This is the best day of my life
All right, tonight I'm
Dancin' on your grave
I feel disrespectful, but I'm dancin' on your grave (what?)
Devoid of the context, yeah, I know it looks depraved
So stop the rave
And listen up, motherfucker

What the fuck, motherfucker
Making teens do your dirty
Work for you like a coward
You are actually 30
That's not usually insult
But to you, it should be so
Heard your last album, big mistake
You felt nothing when you put it out, it was just a cash grab
I'd put money on it
'Cause you dropped it last year, but it was mostly singles from 2020 on it
But you did drop a couple truths
Like when you said you always lose
And when you said people wanna see you dead, well, that's true
I don't P-Q-R-T, I at you
And I'm still in this shit like a statue
And I'm stayin' on this shit like a tattoo
And I'm bored with the leaderboards, still don't know nobody else who need it more
Number one track score
I'm giving you every single thing you asked for
Aim for the jugular because I'm a bad sport
You thought that I would come to your resolution, but I caught you in 4K, I don't wanna backport
Back-backport backport-port backport back-backport backpo-po-po-po
Backport back-backport backport backport-port back-backort back-ba-ba-ba-ba

I got my moving shoes on
I'm gonna feel good tonight
This is the best day of my life
All right, tonight I'm
Dancin' on your grave (shimmy whimmy)
I feel disrespectful, but I'm dancin' on your grave
(Little spinny)
Devoid of the context, yeah, I know it looks depraved
But who am I to stop the rave, motherfucker?
My dancing shoes are on and I am fucking going upstairs neighbor on your grave (what?)
Fast moves make the floor shake (what?)
Footwork make the floor shake

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

dancing on your grave

(Okay!)

I don't give a fuck
Or a shit
What you want
I'm a whiny little bitch
Eat me up
I'm a cunt
I got money on my ass
Pose for cameras, make 'em flash
Do that dash
Like Jet the Hawk
Come on now, shut the fuck up, don't speak, don't talk
I don't give a fuck
Or a shit
What you need
I'm a stupid fucking bitch
Yes I am
Yes indeed
Might get funny on your ass
Make you crash
Take your passion, I know
Come on now, why you stand still, let's go, let's go

Ooh, oh the trash about to blow up (yeah)
I show these people how to love and you don't even show up (yeah)
Got everybody that you love obsessed with me, I don't bluff (yeah) (that's right)
He pin me to the counter and I cum fast like it's GoPuff (yeah) (what?)
Oh, no, is Frax about to crash out?
'Cause half my idols know my name and I can't even cash out
These days I cannot tell if I'm a lolcow or a cash cow
But either way I moo and I got all this beef to hash out
And we are Food House, our music is awesome
Oh my god, what the hell was that?
Somebody please call security
Wait, I cannot call security
(Oh fuck, oh shit, OK!)

I don't give a fuck
Or a shit
What you want
I'm a whiny little bitch
Eat me up, like a pudding cup
Money in my ass
Shit it out, eat it up, fucking nuts (eeew!)

Put a bong inside your mouth (what?)
Make you swallow all the smoke and then I
Smoke it out your ass like Human Centipede (gross)
I do not have time for the enemies or the frenemies generally
Like anemones, give 'em enemas, and adenomas
Huh, yeah, set 'em up
You are a cinema
I could watch you forenever
That's forever mixed with never
'Cause I don't know what I want
Hundred people in a crowd, they ask me what I want
Thousand people in a crowd, they ask me what I want
Ten people in a crowd, they still ask me what I want
Show up late to studio, they ask me what I'm on

(Stop!
Lets go, let's go, let's go, let's go-o-o-o-o-o let's go!
Go.)

Iridosyclitis (Interlinked.)
Scolioli-isis (Interlinked.)
Jolie-Olie custom grow (Interlinked.)
I stopped giving a fuck twenty fucks ago (true!) (Interlinked.)
Julian Casablancas

Walked into the doctors and they put me on Lexapro
I take a breath and get relaxed when my muscles fold
I take a breath and mix the hot shit with the pop shit, then we drop this
Watch this, I'm obnoxious, make you nauseous
And I'm toxic
Banned by OSHA
They're like "Oh shit"
From Wheeling to Kenosha
Double dose up till my cup runneth over like I'm CJ
And you know I got a CJ (Flick!)
I ate an entire chorizo sausage and woke up covered in sick
Holy fucking fuck, that body of yours is absurd, I wanna be smothered in dick (oh my god)
I'm breastfeeding on the game, yeah, I'm motherin' it
Corny, but I'm 'bout to pop, I come with butter and shit
Cornucopia, amblyopia

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music & Spencer Hawk
Produced by Spencer Hawk & Fraxiom Music
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

IDGAFOAS

Does someone smell that?
It reeks like toxins
The stench of cotton
Mixed with fabric dye ignited
You wanna cross me
Don't think about it
'Cause that's what happens to people who wanna try it
Tried to get closure
'Cause you're so open, right?
You wanna be the type
To make everybody's night
I get it, me too
Sometimes I feel like you
Until I check myself and tell myself what not to do
You want it, you get it, I get it, me too
Then you become enraged 'cause I did not get mine through you
I want it, I get it, you get it, you should
I am no little engine, but I bet I fucking could
They want it, she wants it
You're the only one that gets it, and I know you know I know this, so watch out
You want it, you got it, I got it, me too
Now give some to your friends before I have to name-drop you

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I still can smell this
It is disgusting
I guess I will follow my nose until I find it
The source of stench is
The crowd of people
Specifically one person in this crowd of people
Tried to give you the
Benefit of the doubt
You wanna be the one
Who they cannot live without
I get it, me too
But your pants are on fire
I never thought I'd have to, but I'm callin' you a liar

You want it, you say shit, you get it, you do
I get sick when I think 'bout who you turned my friends into
They want it, they say it, you get it, they don't
Just soldiers for the friend group leader, do not leave your post
He says it, they do it, they don't get shit back
If it's not on his label, he won't care about your track
They putting hard work in, he's workin' them out
I miss my first best friends, this whole thing makes me wanna shout

(Aaahhh!)
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no
Living with your stans in a house you own charging them rent, yeah yeah
Yelling at girls at the top of your lungs like the president, yeah
Spencer said that's cult shit
Michael said that's cult shit
Push your buttons, I piss you off
'Cause I call you out on your bullshit
Tell your friends what to eat, I could never give a shit about that
Media trained to the teeth, that's not me, no no
Sollie said that's weird shit
Ella told me that's weird shit
Push your button refresh my page and go
Damage control on fear shit

Does someone smell that-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-at-at
It-it reeks like toxins-ins-ins-ins-ins-ins-ins-ins-ins-ins-ins

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

get it

I hope you know (I hope you know)
I don't feel suited for this kind of road
I'm insecure about where this could go
Telling your friends that I got a piece of a dream
Most grounded person you've ever seen, I hope you know
I'm under pressure from my mortal soul
I don't feel good about how things have flowed
Telling myself I'm gonna find out what it means
To be useful to those around me
I hope you know
You get defensive
When I talk 'bout parasociality in my mentions (Uh, my mentions)
I hope you know
Rent is expensive
I got a backlog of my fans, pay my bills, it's extensive
That's why I hope you know
That I don't like your guts
And you can keep talkin' shit
'Cause I don't say that stuff
I got a real big bat
And you have a face
Tonight it's time to even out the score all over the place

So if you wanna get even
Throw a brick and get even
I just borrowed night vision
From this little het, Steven
If you wanna get mischievy
Follow me and let's try it
My cold brew mixed with Adderall and Coke that is diet
Oh my God!
I wanna key somebody's dad's car with my nails
And steal shit from my family because they are epic fail
I wanna end my bloodline and I'm fucking up my sperm
I'm popping all this estie and I don't care if it's perm
Infertile, infertile, infertile
If that was true, tell me why I am making people Squirtle
I slay the house down, girlypop and bussy cunt vagina
Let's kill the Catholic church, shoutout to Chris Dorner and China (Ow)
Diplo's getting money every time you stream Thos Moser (Uh)
I don't want you to stop streaming that song or Mos Thoser (Yeah)
Feel like The Chainsmokers 'cause I wish we could be closer
But I cannot fuck with Discord 'cause they are a bunch of jokers (Why so serious?)
LGBTQ pop, they put my name on the poster
I'm not used to representing people, I'm a poster
Started hormones and these bitches called me a trans poser
They can kill themselves, I'm turning up like a transposer, ah
Growing into my own skin and all my expectations
Fucking up my digital footprint and reputation
I sweat it out on stage so every furry can go apeshit
You played after me and left the entire dancefloor vacant (Like, that set was not good)

I hope you know
I don't feel suited for this kind of road
I'm insecure about how this could go
Tell everybody at this party we should leave
Least grounded person you've ever seen, I hope you know
I'm under pressure from my mortal soul
I don't have healthy habits built at home
Telling myself I need to find another thing
Before I get back to really doing what I know

Doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know,
Doing what i know, doing what i know, doing what i know

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

i hope you know

I've found somewhere I can go
When I've been a wretch
When I've been a fool and don't want you to know
When I'm disappointed and saying it wrong
When I forget every message in my songs

So I'll cry right now to make up for all the times where I could've let it out but I didn't
And you'll all freak out, you don't know what set me off, but I am not gonna stop till I'm dry
In my mind right now, there's a panopticon spinnin' round tryna find out who did it
Bet that you'll freak out, out of nowhere, cut you off 'cause I'm never gonna stop feelin' righteous
Make you cry right now, ooh, come on, let it out
Show me all that misery that you tell all your friends about
Make you yell at me, kinda like when you do
Usually a gentle person, but I get it out of you
Lit a match one day and I threw it round my back, and I never looked back, now the fire's coming back around
I don't care that I burned it down

I'm a shallow person, dive into me, get your head hurt
I should put a sign up warning people not to do that
Passin' out in public, and I hit myself in private
Indifferent to life, and you can see it in my eyelids (Oh, no)
Someone did it to me, act like it was something I did
TV on, light the J, never keep it quiet
Never sit in silence
'Cause when I remember my life and its details
It makes me wanna get violent
And that's not good for the world

So I'll cry right now to make up for all the times when I wanted you to hurt but you didn't
And you'll lose your mind, you don't know what set me off, but I am not gonna stop till it's right
In my mind right now, there's a panopticon and it's stopped, tellin' me that you did it
Bet you won't freak out when I go and cut you off 'cause you knew that it was coming this time
Make you cry right now, motherfucker, let it flow
Show me all that misery that you put on me long ago
Wanna yell at me, but you can't, 'cause I'm gone
Usually a gentle person, but I'm makin' you a monster
Lit a match one day and I threw it round my back, and I never looked back, now the fire's coming back around
I don't even care that I burned it down

I remember 2019 when everybody actually liked me
And I had no beef because it was impossible to meet anybody so evil
And I knew so many more people who would call me up on a Friday
To do ten over on the highway, to be there for me in the driveway
Don't ask me about where I've been
Don't ask me about what I know
Don't walk up to me begging me to unblock your ass at my own show
I'm the furthest thing from a celebrity
I'm a crash out with no identity and no integrity
I'm a parasite, I'm a grifter, I'm a-
Trying to own my freak
Trying to figure out why that's hard for me
I don't need no more opinions
I know my life's been a movie
And not no fun like The Minions
I pray to kink for forgiveness
And hope that somebody listens
I need a type of therapy that hasn't been invented yet
Maybe I need to make enough money to leave the internet
And I don't know
But I just hope that friends of Bluey, fans of leather,
Know that I know that we flock the same feather

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(And they usually laugh, and I laugh, 'cause it's sorta funny, you know?
You know?
It's nice to have a buddy. I wish I would've had this sooner.
Love you guys, bye.)

_____________________________
Released February 28, 2025
Written by Fraxiom Music
Produced by Spencer Hawk & Fraxiom Music
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe

2025 food house

dumb ways to die

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ride

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