replacement cement

oh its stabbing me
right in the ordinary
all my things are plastic 
smell the fumes as the stores are burning

with the people in em'
all those no good sinners
found a guardian angel 
at the end of a sale

your hands are stable they're free
get out of my world
my life is saline

oh its cutting deep
collapsing to my knees
pray to some savior 
but they never seem to want to help me

out of this molding
encase my face I'm choking
breathing these fumes at this
plastic production factory

your hands are stable they're free
get out of my world
my life is saline

Saline

the stubborn mind isn't easily convinced

Gimmepaw - dust

Dreamland 3

Milosh- New disposition

Milosh- Finally home

If I could just let go
The feeling that I get 
The one I can’t control 
Just be calm and act normal 
Im doing it to myself
Could it be 
Im just as depressed 
As everyone else
Keep telling yourself 
Something to bring light to the day 
Something to bring light to the day 

Oh its not half bad 
When you close yourself off from the life that you had
That you once lived 
for what you were sure was so fucking important 
Ending up just being a vein reminder your selfishness 
Now you choose to forget 

And know 
the difference between night and the day 
Won’t Wash away 
the stains on my sleeve 
Morning has come 
Amnesia won’t stay 
My mind is numb 
But I’m still insane 

If I could just let go
The feeling that I get 
The one I can’t control 
Just be calm and act normal 
Im doing it to myself
Could it be 
Im just as depressed 
As everyone else
Keep telling yourself Something to Bring night to the day 
Washing away 
the stains on my sleeve 
Morning is gone 
Amnesia will stay 
My mind is numb 
because now I’m asleep

gimmepaw - Something to bring light to the day

I was living in a two bedroom 
The house was freezing 
But I had nothing to choose
By just staying 
And Laying and moping about 
how I hoped it would be different this time around 
But I was dumb like we so often are 
I put smoke clouds in my head 
Held a stake through my heart 

I was living in a three bed room
The house was crowded 
My legs could not move 
So I was laying passed out 
On the ground 
Hoping I would be different this time around
But I was dumb like we do often are
I put yayo in my head 
Just to speed up my heart 


I was living my first house 
I was Hiding away in the cracks like a mouse 
From the yellin the fighting 
everything inbetween 
Ecaping my reality and living a dream

I was living in my last house 
And I was hiding in the cracks like a mouse
From the yelling the fighting 
Everything inbetween 
Reliving my reality and losing my dream

I was living (revised)

Nameless necessity

Hey👋 I’m Milan. Hope ya don’t mind crude recordings. These are some of my songs. Influenced by AJJ, Neil Young, Pat the Bunny, Paul Baribeau, Isaac Brock, Jeff Rosenstock, and crippling anxiety. FOLK?//PUNK?//INDIE?   FMO- Anal Everything//Goodnight Pangea//Max Ether//The Sevenfifties//3 Watt Death Ray// Phage

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