I thought I was used to this
But I can't help but laugh instead at all those years of forcing myself to grow up
But I can't help but cry into the child I lost in all those lies
But I can't help to understand it now
But I can't lose you, too
I didn't believe what they said in those movies
That my heart will die once I figure out those eyes
But I can now, and understand you now
But I can't lose me, too
And I can't lie, my heart broke a long time
But I'll keep it alive for you.

My Song 13.wav

Brushed off, undone - 9/3/24, 10.50 PM.wav

how to be pretty (20th century guide for socially inept high school girls) - 10/23/24, 9.36 PM.wav

Paris syndrome.wav

God loves y’all n have a blessed day :)

crying in the chapel_2 - 1/29/25, 8.11 PM.wav

(Songs of Songs 2:8-10)

I hear my lover’s voice
He comes running over the mountains
Racing across the hills to me

My lover is like a gazelle
Like a young stag there he stands beside the wall
He looks in through the window and glances through the lattice

My lover speaks to me

The second song - 2/2/25, 9.13 PM.wav

Raw spit take of  the 2nd Original song i've written.
I will most likely remaster this in the future :>>

M'lady, a Dance?

surrender - 4:7:25, 1.19 PM.wav

erotic lily chou chou cover

can you even try

Suddenly, when I watch all the people and cars pass me by
What was that night?

I can’t get away from what happened 
Like a replay of a lifetime
Instigated, with a fine

For a time I thought I could get away with what was only mine
But I still feel like I‘m gonna die

My hands grow cold
And I could see it in my bones
Fingernails turn purple with veins so full
Trembling just to ask for some time alone

But I can’t seem to get a hold of my skin and bones
And what is mine is really mine
Until your eyes catches what you like 
And by then I’ll have to let you take a bite

And when I say no then you will say that I started the fight
But your eyes turns wry when I ask why

My hands grow cold
And I could see it in my bones
Fingernails turn purple with veins so full
Trembling just to ask for some time alone

And I swear that the paint isn’t thinning
It’s just the wallpaper peeling
But why am I still feeling like the helpless child
The one who’s screaming and crying just to stop all the fights
And in the end the joke is mine

M'lady, a Dance?

BOKE

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