Do you want this cake.

lemon demon| as your father i expressly forbid it |sped up|

i have your ip!!!!!

🐅M1ND BRAND - ?M4RETU SPEEDDXUP 🥭

"Can Your Pet Classic" soundtrack (I remember playing this game) 

★𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙿𝚎𝚝 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔★ (sped up a bit)

I Am Going to Kill Your Family

psycho teddy (german instrumental + english vocals)

[SPED UP] He says She says Crash Test Dummie

🎀《 °° oh I found my hula hoop!! °° 》🎀

"𝘚𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘳!!"

The art in the cover belongs to '𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘯' on Twitter!! 

★ 𝘚𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘚𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘳 !! ★- 𝘋𝘪𝘴𝘬𝘰 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘱

6 AM, still stuck in this nightmare.
Sooo faded, medicated, floating nowhere.
Chemical hugs just replace the warmth.
We stand alone, thinking we're tough.

We aren't..

Oh snap..

Nobody cares, it's too much effort.
Welcome to the numbicated desert.
They call it trauma, call it depression.
It's just exhaustion, no confession.

Can I stop masking now?

No.
Welcome to the grayscale society.
Where they trade your color for conformity.
They've padlocked passion and thrown out the key.
All for control and their economy.
But I'm numbicated with a core on fire.
My own ambition is my one desire.

Remember trying to make a friend?
No one taught me how; I felt condemned.
Over‑medicalized, never shown how to live.
Connection ain't found in a checklist to give.
Quit the rat race, find your own fire.
Volunteer for what lifts you higher.
They never care our chance to thrive.
Just keep us working, barely alive.

Welcome to the grayscale society.
Where they trade your color for conformity.
They've padlocked passion and thrown out the key.
All for control and their economy.
But I'm numbicated with a core on fire.
My own ambition is my one desire.

Long walks in nature, that's my escape.
Where things make sense, no need to reshape.
I burn out easy; protect my energy.
Just to face a system so blind to see.

They count us by a number on a public dial.
Points for steady breathing, minus for any style.
Quiet is currency, hush becomes compliance, we pay in pills and file replies.
Kids mute questions, teachers grade how well we hide.
Family visits are appointments, the app logs our smile.

Medication steadies the beat, the score keeps us awhile.
Algorithm asks for softness, we tune until we match the code.
Soft nights sold in doses, a retail calm in every load.
You trade an argument for quiet proof, society keeps us soothed.
I check the number, it's stable, so I breathe the same.
But the record knows the hollows, the score remembers our name.

Num - bi - cated
Num - bi - cated
Num - bi - cated
Numbicated.

Whatever your next move is... never give up... we need you...

Welcome to the grayscale society.
Where they trade your color for conformity.
They've padlocked passion and thrown out the key.
All for control and their economy.
But I'm numbicated with a core on fire.
My own ambition is my one desire.

Yeah, I get you, fam, take my hand.
We’ll find a way in this blistering land.
Medicated, numbicated, but not defeated.
We’ll fight for passion, we’ll make life needed.
Good luck and peace, you'll need it.
I let my sound refuse to die.
Yeah.
Num - bi - cated
Numb.
Numb...

Numbicated

Heya! Zeph here. 
NO REUPLOADS, ALL ORIGINAL MUSIC. PLEASE DO NOT USE MY SONGS WITHOUT ASKING

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