Name: I dont know what i did, but im gonna fix it! (another chance) (Feat. [REDACTED]) {bonus track} by Hopelessbrokeboi
Duration: 2 min 16 s
Description: An additional song for the ep featuring Redacted

Seance on a Wet Afternoon (prod. COMA.)

MISFIT

ECSTASY LOVE

ECSTASY LOVE W/ MANTRA [PROD. WAYTOOLOST]

Hotspot [prod. Fedia]

CA$H ALEE
i’m smoking until my eyes hit red
i don’t think i’m ever have any friends 
feeling so scared ima take some meds
shawty spread them legs while she up in my bed 

she be leaving with me saying she married
smith and wesson and my knife gotta be heavy
look in the mirror that shit was scary 
ion even see the demons because they’re here already 

YOKAI SAMA

Sitting in the dark, got daggers in my heart

Popping these pills till the drugs make it Start 

All I'm seeing lately is just art

That smile yesterday made me fall apart

I think of you every time I spark

Voices in my head be getting dark

I'll wait for you like a car put in park

I don't care whether it's cold or dark



Carnations

D!RT METAL Ft. Skelly666, Nocturnal 187, BOOBYBUNNY

I barley even like you
Not afraid to say I would knife you
Not afraid to say I would slice you
Police save, shoot me in the driveway 
Forgotten Name, similar to MySpace 
Wasted save, I can’t even load it 
She so hot, but she think that she bloated 
Off a script, you can’t tell that I’m floatin?
Blue eyes but they not giving the ocean 
More like a dirty water bathtub
My skin, turned mush feelin like a slug 
Clorox bleach drink it straight out the big jug 
Chemical X posted like a powerpuff 
She want more sex,told her that I had enough 
She a freak, make a movie, but it’s fucking snuff 
Diamond jewels even rubies I want spiked cuffs
Turn to food cannibal serving out the truck 
Swagged boy with toy metal iron clutched 
Sad boy with a blade, drain your arteries 
Sad girl kiss her face so shes part me 
Animal, piggy pie go and slaughter me 
Clorox bleach
Clorox bleach 
Clorox bleach 
I barley even like you
Not afraid to say I would knife you
Not afraid to say I would slice you
Police save, shoot me in the driveway 
Forgotten Name, similar to MySpace 
Wasted save, I can’t even load it 
She so hot, but she think that she bloated 
Off a script, you can’t tell that I’m floatin?
Blue eyes but they not giving the ocean 
More like a dirty water bathtub
My skin, turned mush feelin like a slug 
Clorox bleach drink it straight out the big jug

Clorox Bleach ($adthrax)

An additional song for the ep featuring Redacted

I dont know what i did, but im gonna fix it! (another chance)  (Feat. [REDACTED]) {bonus track}

neutral (prod. $av)

Small Town Rumors

Verse 1
Got the sun rising’ up in my rearview mirror,
Dust on my boots and the road runs clear.
Radio’s singing’ some old worn tune,
Chasin’ down freedom by the light of the moon.

Pre-Chorus
Every mile I drive, I’m leaving’ chains behind,
This open sky’s the only thing on my mind.

Chorus
Rollin’ on the Hallelujah Highway,
Windows down and the world feels right, hey—
Thunder in my soul, fire in my veins,
Praise be the blacktop calling’ my name.
Hallelujah Highway, take me home tonight.

Verse 2
Gas station coffee and a worn-out smile,
Talked to an angel at the pump for a while.
She said, “Son, keep driving’, don’t you ever slow down,
The road’s your church and your faith is this ground.”

Pre-Chorus
Every curve I take, I feel the Spirit rise,
Redemption’s waiting’ where the horizon lies.

Chorus
Rollin’ on the Hallelujah Highway,
Windows down and the world feels right, hey—
Thunder in my soul, fire in my veins,
Praise be the blacktop calling’ my name.
Hallelujah Highway, take me home tonight.

Bridge
These wheels are my prayer, this engine’s my hymn,
The stars overhead singing’ Amen again.
No map, no fear, just a road that is true,
Every line I cross, Lord, I’m closer to You.

Chorus (Repeat & Build)
Rollin’ on the Hallelujah Highway,
Windows down and the world feels right, hey—
Thunder in my soul, fire in my veins,
Praise be the blacktop calling’ my name.
Hallelujah Highway, take me home tonight.

Hallelujah Highway,

hopelessbrokeboi is a decaying signal in the shape of a human — a post-collapse artist channeling schizophrenia, poverty, and apocalypse into raw sound and ruined textiles. Born from the ruins of self and system, hopelessbrokeboi isn’t just a name — it’s a diagnosis, a confession, and a warning. His work weaves together trauma, psychosis, and survival into a haunted archive of what it means to be alive when everything has already died.

Musically, he lingers in the shadows between genres: industrial rot, emo bloodletting, clouded trap, static-drenched punk — nothing fits clean. His vocals often feel like a séance, whispering from the static of a broken speaker; sometimes numb, sometimes screaming like a possessed radio, always real. Beats collapse under the weight of despair and distortion. Melodies bleed from cheap synths and sampled detritus, fused with field recordings, voices in his head, and moments stolen from an unraveling reality.

Visually and stylistically, hopelessbrokeboi is the prophet of a dying world. His fashion label, Signal in Ruins, mirrors the same energy — garments built from death, fire, and repurposed American dreams. Teeth, rusted metal, scorched denim, and bloodstained patches aren’t accessories — they’re relics. Every piece tells a story: scavenged, cursed, alive.

Living on the margins — probation, therapy, hunger, resurrection — he documents not from safety, but from the trench. This isn’t aesthetic; this is survival rendered as vision. There’s no polished brand strategy. No safe distance. Just a broken antenna picking up transmissions from the end of the world, reshaped into something beautiful and feral.

hopelessbrokeboi is not looking to make it —
he is looking to mean it.
No lies. No filters. Just noise, pain, spirit — weaponized into art.

I dont know what i did, but im gonna fix it! (another chance) (Feat. [REDACTED]) {bonus track}

Hopelessbrokeboi

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