soundcloud stuff i like

i will never reach eighteen

you’re always all up in my dreams

i don’t know what the fuck it means

 i never wanna go to sleep


every time 

you look at me

i start to float and feel so free 

i really thought you fucked with me

but that was just a fantasy 

feels like you’re my enemy 

you rockabye like anne marie


it’s simple like abc 

or maybe even 123

i love you more than my weed

and everyone i’ll ever meet 


bitch you took my soul from me 

you’re fucking up my self esteem

the only thing that helps is lean

or maybe some promethazine


everything felt like a scheme

or something from a movie scene


even when you’re in my dreams

you always drift away from me

i never wanna go to sleep

cus i will wake up and i’ll scream

dreams

Left her in a Ditch

prod rotten

Reality it's killing me
And I hope she's not too used to me
And I know it burns, and I know it hurts 
But it's nothing like you did to me

Wanna quit my day job, and go to hell
Maybe then I wont have to miss your smell
Reality it's killing me
Heart burns, pin till I feel ill

Did you even give a fuck, I'm sitting right here
Didn't call once, and didn't send a text

And all your friends are whores, does it mean you'll be worse?
Fuck my life, I'm living in a curse
Wanna set free, but I'm living on this earth
If you call I'm not far, but if you don't oh well.

reality its killing me

I’m sitting here with your sweater
Some things are better in December
I can’t remember what I told you
Sittin’ in a flower bed, I hold you
Someday I’ll meet you in December
Someday I’ll meet you in November
Someday I’ll meet you in September


Leaves hit the ground like a drumline
Missin’ your voice in the falltime
Still got your laugh on a voice note
Still got your hands on my old coat
I ride the train to see new things
But every stop just feels the same thing
I thought you’d call me when the leaves fell
Been missin’ you more every day now


I saw your face in the crosswalk
Heard your voice and my heart dropped
I ran to catch you in the moonlight
But you slipped away in the streetlight

I’m sitting here with your sweater
Some things are better in December
I can’t remember what I told you
Sittin’ in a flower bed, I hold you
Someday I’ll meet you in December
Someday I’ll meet you in November
Someday I’ll meet you in September

you cant hide the truth (prod. y3tyyy)

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