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stuck

rotting on my couch
corpse forming no doubt
how am i even alive
do i really wanna be, tho

crashing from the high
from living a lie
broke for the fucking last time
do i even really know that, tho


rotting on my couch
progress, yeah i doubt
how am i even alive
am i even really living, tho

crashing from the high
from living a lie
broke to many fucking times
will i really make it through, tho

bpd moment

fake it till you make or
break it.
heart ache, deep hate, pain -
just take it.
no one needs to know
your "struggle"
although it's no secret
is it?

fuck it up till you
can't take it.
all alone a stoned
girl shakin'.
stick and stones may break your bones,
but words will echo on
forever

fae kitch tool, you make it
prey kid.
whore phase, touche, babe
unleash it.
no one needs to know
you "struggle"
although it's no secret
is it?

fuck 'em up till you
can't take it.
callin' home, atone,
girl fake it.
dicks and drugs won't pay your loans,
but words will carry on
forever.

Unrest

Unrest [WIP]

listened to so many city pop playlists thought i'd give making breakcore remix a go xP

citycore

I'm wondering these roads alone, again.
Lost and lonely.

lost

to all those i've hurt.

anticipation,
psychotic impatience
the chaos is part of the fun

emancipation from
lines drawn, sensations
that birth toxic fumes from my love

why can't i have it both ways~
just fucking move in today
okay
i don't give a fuck
about
me
or you

let's ruin our lives
today.


participation,
in psycho cantations
the screaming is good for your lungs

precipitation of
lies, condensation 
of evil that fits like a glove

why can't I ever escape~
making the same fucked mistakes
okay
I do give a fuck 
about
me
and you

but
i ruined our lives
that day.



i want to bleed out in your arms
eyes locked in sync into darkness.

ibblebops

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