prod @whtlen 


tell me what is my sin 
I must have done 
something bad for this 

one look at her grin
makes it worth it 
with one soft sweet kiss

i let it all in
my feelings
have never not been hurt

never me; always him
i’m silver
never to be first 

cus the pinks are “too pink”
the blues are “too blue” for you 
for you

she asked “what do you think?”
so many things to say to you 
to you 

n now that we are here 
what do you want to do?
to do?

and if i asked you to dance, 
me or him who would you choose? 
you choose?

so i’ll stay here,
and listen to the same 3 songs
till i cry
oh my god i wanna throw up !!! 

ur not an angel, you’re a demon in disguise
princess 
take my heart leave me to sew up 

so i’ll stay here and listen to the same playlist
that you made
all those fuckin years ago, ugh ): 

n i don’t miss you
i just really miss
what i thought that you were
i think it’s time for me to grow up

cus the pinks are “too pink”
the blues are “too blue” for you 
for you

she asked “what do you think?”
so many things to say to you 
to you 

n now that we are here 
what do you want to do?
to do?

and if i asked you to dance 
me or him who would you choose? 
you choose?

(so i’ll stay here,
 and listen to the same 3 songs til’ i cry, oh my god i’m gonna throw up!!)

contrast+ (whtlen)

produced by killedmyself

completely non profit

lyrics

she wanted cherry blossoms in the front yard
but the ground round here is made of tar
ill work this out and do it from afar
she never really had a broken heart

i have loose seams and wires frayed throughout my being
i have bad dreams still
every night the raven speaks and paints an awful scene
this is not me
lucid in my visions but the outcome stays the same
i have bad dreams
back before my body stopped and it was just my brain

she wanted cherry blossoms in the front yard
but the ground round here is made of tar
i worked it out and did it from afar
i never needed another broken heart

victorian era dialogue (killedmyself)

7/28/22
prod. @everythingmackk

i've sent too many sorries
and my phone is gonna die soon
i should've learned something
at least more than a thing or two
like what is worth to a person
who cherishes the dirt on their shoes
do i turn a blind eye to my own cries?
or fear the rest of my youth

cause i don't wanna force who i am
as i pour another cup, with trembling hands
over half of my life's being made without plans
i get it; if i made a choice, 
i'd surely regret it
but most of all my worries,
i can't fit them in the pensmanship
you simply wouldn't get it
even if you really listening
the center of my soul don't only glow
it's also glistening
my demons start to part as i'm
pouring the nitroglycerin

it only feels like i'm here when i'm
stun-locked in third gear, and a 
dozen million miles away from reality
i hope forever ain't forever
unless it has to be
cause i don't wanna go out in misery
let go, of whatever this meant to me
fuck that
imma go on a killing spree

emma, i'm sorry for everything.

it's my fault you let me go
met in the seventh grade
we went separate roads
cause of some stupid shit i'd say
i just tore up all my clothes
courtesy of missing your face
if i finally break this mold
i'll thank you some day

i've sent too many sorries
and my phone is gonna die soon
i should've learned something
at least more than a thing or two
like what is worth to a person
who cherishes the dirt on their shoes
do i turn a blind eye to my own cries?
or fear the rest of my youth

this ain't just a knack
it's a passion
double shame on you 
for thinking all i do is actin'
part of me is straight
the rest is being held captive
living in a cavern where arachnids and bats been
constantly refracting

yeah, but i'm not worried about it
i'm entangled in this string
tryna gnaw my way out it
you had liked a post of mine 
a while back when i doubted
if i was truly good for nothing
based on how low the clouds been...

clouds to crows

clouds to crows [prod. mackk]

by the graves in the dark
*hold my hand*
i cant see, not even spark
on this land, fall apart

i just played you, im not smart
dripping faucets, hear the bark
from the dogs
in the old mans house

nothing's ever worse than getting high
yeah i said it right
laying down
my gaves been settled there
on my house
in my dreams, i just lay there
every night
i swear it comes back, daily and im 
ripped apart!

you could never tell, 
*that i been there*
yeah i hear all of the stories that ur telling them
everyone whos me, knows that im nothing like that
ur garbage human being, and there's no coming back

i just wanted die, good thing you'd never understand
i know i got too close to it, the days were running thin
outt line
really outta time

running through the trees, yeah im running through the breeze
now its set, im crying help!
no one ever talks now
this shi*s like poetry, im just tryna help myself. 

im just tryna walk my way out of this hell
im just tryna make a name to feed myself
the photos never really cut it, its an act im sorry please
dont just cut me off cause im not rich as i seemed
blood all on  my sheets
you name keeps ringing back amongst the graves, i just need to find some peace, oh well

nothing's ever worse than getting high
yeah i said it right
laying down
my gaves been settled there
on my house
in my dreams, i just lay there
every night
i swear it comes back, daily and im 
ripped apart!

you could never tell, 
*that i been there*
yeah i hear all of the stories that ur telling them
everyone whos me, knows that im nothing like that
ur garbage human being, and there's no coming back

grave 2 (prod. AsharpTheOne)

Lyrics:

[Yokai Dreams]

something's been eating me up as of lately
i'm never enough and i feel like they hate me
can't blame anyone but myself
i don't have no one else
i don't take no ones help
i won't take yours
after it all i am still just the same me

weak
maybe i'm an asshole
i'm scared but i won't let that show
no king
sick of this castle
i'd leave but it's too much hassle

got a tortured mind and a broken heart
i barely recognize me
u wouldn't understand a thing
mind over matter but both mine are weak

[hero]

if it's really what you wanted then there's nothing to forgive (AAAA)
trapped in cells of condemnation my mind is gonna give
depression comes in cycles
2nd guessing come in sweeps
what my friends are spouting
you'd have to torture outta me

everything
i think
i say
and all i said
i meant
i'm not jus gonna skim right past it
go get fuckin bent
"you wouldn't understand it"
bitch it's happening to me
"mind over matter"
but both of mine are weak

mind over matter w/ yokai dreams (prod. vowl x brothel)

deep october - palm in your hand (hurtclub flip)

shoutout my brother florent, was a pleasure working with one of my favorite artists <3

**lyrics**
10 minutes, just give me 10 minutes then I’m clear, I can feel it
I felt it in my chest, it’s in the air, I’m too forgiving 
you kill me when you do that little stare, I’m still giving all that I can give because I care (x2)

When I saw you walking through the hallway in your feels,
I was longing to let you know that I know how it feels
Then we talking like almost every night I start to heal
Someone pinch me, this gotta be a dream is this for real?

I never felt like I deserved much time
no hesitation I can make you mine
I never thought that I could be the guy for you, so take my hand and I’m gonna do you right 

(luvflorent)

I’ll treat you right, give me 10 minutes
big boy, big cheese, im big living
medicine in my jeans, I’m bout business
lay it down on me while my head spinning

bed spins, you were right there
i sing to myself, in computer chairs
i hate myself, but you shouldn’t care
turn the base down, let the tears out

ay, bitch saying "frank could you stop playing"
10 minutes feels like a long time to wait
let me take a sip, take a taste of the drank
10 minutes in, still alone,still in pain

(me)
10 minutes, just give me 10 minutes then I’m clear, I can feel it
I felt it in my chest, it’s in the air, I’m too forgiving 
you kill me when you do that little stare, I’m still giving all that I can give because I care (x2)

ten minutes w/ luvflorent

9TAILS - polaroid (prod. nayz)

im just tryna feel alive, but swear this smoke dont do me nothing
taking hits to find my peace, but i get tired of the bluffin
feel the weight inside my lungs, im smokin dank thats why im stuntin
wish that i could feel it, but alone it dont mean nothin

still i only fuck with gas
i aint never slide no mid, be offended if you ask
but lately i been feinin just so i can flip a pack
like i need it, but i need the money more than i need grass

it aint never been this bad, but i dont ever ask for help
do like all i can to get the bag, cost of my health
collecting all new trauma, getting paid now feel like hell
but i had to get the bag, resort to selling my whole self

thats way too close for comfort
maybe i deserve it, maybe i should suffer
maybe shit been rougher, maybe ill get tougher
dont need no one, ill just stay behind my cover

shit too real, i smoke it all away
cant stop here, im going all the way
3.5, until im gone today
im so scared, take it all away

what a fucked up dumb life
but i got fucked perspective, dont take my advice
thats just how it is dont feel bad for myself
i been know how this works since the day i was twelve

got a clouded brain, but im still tryna function
daily stupid shit just be pushin my buttons
carry out my business but im still on some fuck shit
i wanna eat the barrel, twelve gauge with the buck shit

WWKD (What Would Kurt Do?)

Maybe Next Time

The lyrics evoke a deep sense of introspection and emotional vulnerability. The theme of grappling with one's past, be it depression, anxiety or pain, and seeking solace in solitude is palpable throughout the lines. The song portrays a complex interplay between inner turmoil and the need for refuge, creating a poignant narrative that will hopefully resonate with many listeners. The raw honesty and emotional depth in the lyrics invite contemplation on the universal human experience of confronting and coming to terms with personal history. This introspective journey, as depicted in the lyrics, showcases the the songs ability to convey profound emotions with a sense of authenticity and sensitivity. The poetic quality of the words adds a layer of artistry that enhances the overall impact of the message being conveyed. Overall, the lyrics offer a compelling exploration of the complexities of memory, darkness, and the quest for inner peace.

deep october - palm in your hand (hurtclub flip)

hurtclub

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