PARTYNVR3NDS

SANTA MARIA (VERSION NULL)

ALICE GAS WILL U PLS FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAMZ

cntstpfalling4u

boy my balls are blue

vrooomvroom

prod by Safari of GSC1

Lyrics:
think i lost all my feelin right
think im nauseous not feelin right
do the lines and im losin friends
i think i talked like all thru the night
but i dont know what to say now
numb n lost thru the days now
kinda nervous how this plays out
stomach hurtin everyday now

u gave me shit relentless nothing
hate my guts i hate ur fucking
call my bluff ill pull the cord
i cant help it i get bored

i dont needa talk
she can read me well
in another world
i could give her hell
this is not my life
never satisfied
always feelin mid
i could die tonight
and my head is sore
brain overdrive
jus like my vocals when im tryna cover up a line
exhausted all the conversation i say nevermind
jus like the things u said to me like u were *never mind*

human shrek

Big Dicks And Large Sprites

NORTH

lil somethin we cooked up 
shoutout nintendo

Donke Bouy

Carpe Dizm

Little Indie

Caitlyn

Breathe Plz

imma chill guy
pls like @ follow cuz this is all i do

C U Again

FUNKALICIOUS MARS

LIMBS COLD

i wish i had nothing to do

lyrics:
hook:
i still look young enough, to feel bad for/
but it's gettin lucky if i get a wave
i still feel normal, to get asked for
bad decisions help em get that shit in their brain
deja vu anxious, am i in the wrong car
this uber swervin from lane to lane
passed out blackout in the backseat,
but all I can think is I'm to blame

Verse 1:
the voice notes ring out pain no one to blame but this iphone 7 
what's with all this talk the master plans they figured out since grade 11
i wait until my roommate leaves to record all of my songs
it's not my voice that im ashamed of just my lyrics ain't too strong
don't want them thinkin i can't handle shit, ive done it so long 
i can still write a song but not about u, sara bareilles
wish there wasn't anything to do
talk to fuckin any for the muse
i can still call u anytime if I need it,
thank u to Telus

Verse 2: 
7am, on the flooor
got my speakers blastin finna crack another cold
turn the cellphone off the ringtones gotta get some time aloneeee
wake up feelin anxious onna tuesday mornin
think she made me breakfast cuz i had her moanin
take it all for real what's my deal idk
im fucked as far as I can see
Blame it on the artistry
everybody parts ways
but they're a part of me

that blank look
my grey stare
pulling all my hair (out)
u took my pain for jealousy
mistook the rain it better be
workin out my brain if u dont change yeah it aint fair

Softy

Tear

Sirens

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Crying in the Backseat

LYRICS:
sometimes my dreams are better than
sometimes i cant wake outta them
i can feel imbalanced chems
i can be the one to send

why dont u talk for a minute
u can move right over
u can be the one to bed

why dontchu stop for a minute
u can hear me out
u can be the one to bend

baby, u know i been stuck
baby, u know im outta touch
yeah i been outta touch
u dont understand it i jus wanna fuck

u been in my head
i dont wanna talk im tryna get in bed
and u dont gimme it
but when it come down to it u da best

and i'm in love witchu
i dont wanna fuck witchu
i'll jus be stuck witchu
and u been in my head
i dont wanna talk im tryna get in bed

sometimes my dreams are better than
sometimes i cant wake outta them
i can feel imbalanced chems
i can be the one to send 
X4

why dont u talk for a minute
u can move right over
u can be the one to bed

why dontchu stop for a minute
u can hear me out
u can be the one to bend

baby, u know i been stuck
baby, u know im outta touch
yeah i been outta touch
u dont understand it i jus wanna fuck

sometimes my dreams are better than
sometimes i cant wake outta them
i can feel imbalanced chems
i can be the one to send

Better Than

breakdown in the middle, huge
Lyrics:
20 more minutes till the vy-vanse hits
if there's more room how come I can't fit
runnin to the bag for my trident wrist
           u my tide and wind
           u the opposite
           yeah i tried to fix
is it too late gonna tie the mix

i guess im fallin for u x4

i can feel another one
i could be ur other one
told me i don't have to run
tell me is this all for fun
x2

i think im growin up
i cant control it all
the problems tolling thought i told u i keep throwing up
body's closing shut
and im melting off
this independence fucking freezing i told u enough

20 more minutes till the vy-vanse hits
if there's more room how come I can't fit
runnin to the bag for my trident wrist
           u my tide and wind
           u the opposite
           yeah i tried to fix
tried and true
always me n u

i dont like to lose x2
u know how to move x2
i could tie the knose
but i took a few
i could lose my cool
super cool

i could pop like two
but i'll pop like twenty two
rollin up the backwood wit percy i be thru the roof
i could pop like two
but i'll pop like twenty two
i be in my bag chasin cheques bitch i go VROOM

20 more minutes

the breakdown from 20 more minutes, but extended

20 more 20s

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stupid robot life

*yeahhhh* YOU :)

No Limit Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/user-991666460

winter cold

40 more minutes

hazy poop version

throw dat ahh out

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Mumbai (feat. Sicki)

Prod. Vandii

4 hrs of sleep never felt so good

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