lyrics:

falling into pieces every time i think of you,
going around in circles 
cause you're playing me like a fool
caught up in the middle, if that’s love or hate—it’s true.
but I hope it’s not love,
i’ve already had enough
i hope its not love 
cause i'm moving on from you
standing in the edge of my desire 
chasing you is a suicide of mine

i'm better off without you 
and i know you feel it too
i'm better off without you 
and i know you feel it too
i'm off to somewhere new
i hated myself with you
all of the thoughts are true
i am better 
i'm brand new

the axe will forget, but never the tree ft. dave (demo)

paggising ko sa umaga, una kong ginagawa ay murahin ang gobyerno at mundo 

Post-anomalous adminkitcore Bataan-based growing pains and discomposure. Convening sentences and rhythm to reach for the arms of another. Always in search of the God-kneaded dumpling, the massive siomai of Cabarle.

at my most sincere soul-searching for its lost spirit in the worseness of indulging in mess < 2 + 1

the axe will forget, but never the tree ft. dave (demo)

growingpains