Come with Me

Take too much from me
Still can’t let you go
Turn the lights off
Can't escape my self

I took it too far
Like I thought I would
Now the time has gone
Waited too long

Waited too long
Waited too long

I’m fine if I say so
I’m finding a way to
Cover what I need
Cover what I want 
And we all pretend

I can be ok 
I tuck it all away 
I’m on my way by now
Escape what I see

Cover what I need
Cover what I want
Cover what I want
Cover what I need

What I Need

SLUDGETAPES

POWER

He was a good stalker

SCREAM

Lyrics 
Tazzie

If imma die Imma kill myslf,
Fuck a bitch made I don’t need help,
You ain’t on shit you don’t want this,
Put you down once I’ll do it again,

Spiders in my eyes,
Bodies in my mind,
Fuck me up tonight,
I’m looking for a fight 
mama know I’m crazy,
Eyes looking hazy,
Keep a switchblade,
And a pocket full of razors,
Fuck a goth fuck a punk I’m just me,
I could fuck an emo alt shawty,
Tazzy  in the cut burning triple six,
Fuck all you fakes  you can suck my dick,

Eternl 

i got diamonds on my wrist 
bad bitch is on my lips
grippin on her hips 
im fuckin deep until she twitch
screamin 666 
yuh she a bad witch
suckin on her kitty till she cant take no more 

yuh
an then i fall asleep
its always bad dreams
man this life aint what it seems
i been waking up to screams
makin friends with all my demons
i aint got no Time for people
ima set em all on 
fire

SPIDERS IN MY EYES! Ft.eternl (Prod.CRCL)

up up in the catacombs  prod.groph

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Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
yeah, they hear you glass shard laughter,
yeah,the see your porcelain smile,
forget about the facade, fractured,
they always saw and orphan child,
pen to paper, skin to knife,
a blend of ways, I'm indecisive,
need some feeling in my life,
the dark descends to dim the light,
dull the noise,
deaden touch,
made null and void,
of attempts to clutch,
to hollow voices,
getting hushed.

when I'm smiling, yeah I speak in fluent lies,
deciding whether contemplating suicide, would be ideal,
why are you afraid to cry?
there's no emotion when open your eyes,
you're skin and dry bones.

walk into a venue,
severed at the sinews,
legs move slow,
wipe the sweat away and paint the tissues red,
you wanna feel?
find some bitches that'll give you head or something,
now instead of jumping,
need a weapon that you can use,
fill yourself with joy? ha
bullets on the menu,
dead is what you are already,
dedicated places for your body to rot in, like huh,
you have no heart in your chest
bones do not break, no they stretch,
based on the way that you dress,
yourself with the weight of existence,
i'm surprised you're not depressed,
clinically,
sorry i may kill a funny comment,
but i feel like I am drowning in cinnamon, honey,
niggas use their dinner money,
strapped, shooting up with a junky,
just to feel shit,
I would rather slit my tummy open, watch it spill.

when I'm smiling, yeah I speak in fluent lies,
deciding whether contemplating suicide, would be ideal,
why are you afraid to cry?
there's no emotion when open your eyes,
you're skin and dry bones.

Porcelain

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Production Credit:
Empty Sentiment @emptysentiment
Gao the Arsonist

Lyrics:

Gao the Arsonist:
I'm the bastard who's after your accolades,
Spat congratulations, saying left a bullshit after taste.
Tension high as opera singer's frequencies that shatter plates,
Huh, shove my knuckles through the same gap that the laughter came,
Pass the cane/Cain,
I'm not able/Abel to see the impressive factor,
Stingy giving props, tick me off the list of benefactors,
Huh,
What the fuck mean I'm jealous? 
Adders slither through the overgrowth I, play with matchsticks in the pastures,
Burn me, nigga, take me straight to Salem, death is heaven sent,
Rather bite the bullet than be put where envy tends to vent,
Strip my bluffs and fuck 'em like the clubs where plenty twenties spent,
Excelling next to me, you get a mouth of empty sentiment.

Empty Sentiment:
Subtle, beat-up in the tunnel on a summer weekend,
Puddled blood appears your stomach weakens,
Pummel peons broke a couple teeth to comfort demons,
It’s unbelievable I, choke my mind, delete my being, 

Every time I run a beating I get so envious,
Every time I run a beating I get so envious,

Anxious in this state I panic, rancid in my acid sage,
Entranced, faded, while erratic in the manic phase,
I go insane when I’m alone, myself and my brain
Have to kill my thoughts, inferno upon the canna,
Evaporate like I’m Gallifrey,
Cellos cry for the lost talent,
Lost balance, fall and shatter my jaw, 
Can’t talk now it’s one o clock,
And sirens are spitting their soft ballads, lulling me, 
My body finds itself at the landing of tall mountains,
In the shadow of a boulder face, 
Burn a couple bridges just to show they can’t support the weight
Fuck ‘em, 
Empty shipping wooden coffins out from Birnam straight to Dunsinane,
Burn em with the Bunsen, Ga’

Gao the Arsonist:
My cup of blood sweat and tears is your beverage shade,
Envy crept in easy as the fucking edges on a blade cut,
My smile so rusty, getting tetanus from a gaze, fuck,
Being less cause terror like a single mother's pay cut,
Take up the mantle of the handle bar gripper,
Lemme gather all your victories I'm spiteful of and cycle through,
Pastor said don't covet but right now I'm finna light the crucifix up/fix up,
My own mind my own shit like the idle do,

Eyes are glued,
To heights that you,
Climbed up to,
Devised a fool proof scheme to,
Always feel like I'm the su-perior,
I lie to you,
To me, I brag that i could do it,
Act like clad in rags, hold cocktails,
Violent like a pyro's booze,
Well fuck I'm tired too,
I'm breaking/braking, check tyre marks,
Just want at least equality, this shit would even tire Marx,
Animal for damaged pride, more musk than the entire ark,
If scavenging for self esteem ain't work why don't I try a carcass.

Empty Sentiment:
Subtle, beat-up in the tunnel on a summer weekend,
Puddled blood appears your stomach weakens,
Pummel peons broke a couple teeth to comfort demons,
It’s unbelievable I, choke my mind, delete my being, 

Every time I run a beating I get so envious,
Every time I run a beating I get so envious,

SCREAM

KOGAIHU