The best version of the instrumental you will find. I try my best to respond to anyone who comments. You’re not alone. 🫂

loser monologue (Instrumental Extended)

a glimpse of heaven, or wherever you are slowed.

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thank you <3

spotify - https://open.spotify.com/track/3TsOvph59qVeY1MRYgbIKK?go=1&sp_cid=5c8a2b107784b025351d136fb0cba536&utm_source=embed_player_p&utm_medium=desktop&nd=1&dlsi=c160cf115b38411d

last time we were there

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thank you <3

spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/6PpRJwz7nY8YKAeAXRAHfW?si=5WP-3iUOTBqbvVf2iH5a_A

road traffic accident

you’ll be ok
listen on spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/4bPAjzzRgXSoCOXVftIMK2?si=412db05c334e4b96

give me a hug before you're gone

not recommended for listening if you have suicidal thoughts. it's all in your head. It will be much better if you change your playlist. thanks

spotify - https://open.spotify.com/album/40njHIBZY0OnjuKEPKC9pu?si=Dgpu5ZQ9RqGJrE62MYVpCw

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Lyrics: 

My footsteps tread
Lie low and lone the silent dead,
Beneath the turf, beneath the mould,
Forever dark, forever cold,
And my eyes cannot hold the tears
That memory hoards from vanished years
For Time and Death and Mortal pain
Give wounds that will not heal again,
Let me remember half the woe
I've seen and heard and felt below,
And Heaven itself, so pure and blest,
Could never give my spirit rest,
Sweet land of light! thy children fair
Know nought akin to our despair,
Nor have they felt, nor can they tell
What tenants haunt each mortal cell,
What gloomy guests we hold within,
Torments and madness, tears and sin!
Well, may they live in ectasy
Their long eternity of joy;
At least we would not bring them down
With us to weep, with us to groan,
No, Earth would wish no other sphere
To taste her cup of sufferings drear;
She turns from Heaven with a careless eye
And only mourns that we must die!

derealization

DISCLAIMER : This track explores themes of mental anguish and self-destruction. If you are struggling, please seek help. You are not alone.

the morning after.

I'm sorry

i watched them all die in the fire

Buy Breathe In Tongues

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thank you for listening

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i watched them all die in the fire

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