epic reposts

hyperpop ruined my life: the fourquel

stupid boy

no lyrics bc i forgot to write them down lol mb kuh 😭

i also hate me so yeah, at least we have sumn in commin i guess

pony

im a monster in your real life

birthday

bipolar

fuck up everything that i do
im such a loser:(
i do everything that she hates
hope i dont lose her
better hope she dont wanna leave
cuz ima shoot her;)
every time i think about u
i turn uncooler
oh i saw the strangest things
i seen some things i know
oh i saw the strangest things
up in my dreams i know

u make me question if im doin the right thing
by waiting for uuu
is love make believe it feels like it so iangl
my last try is uuu

baby bring my shit 
im nauseous
im nodding off my shit aw
all my niggas think that i done lost it aw


fuck up everything that i do
im such a loser
i do everything that she hates
hope i dont lose her
better hope she dont wanna leave
cuz ima shoot her
every time i think about u
i turn uncooler
oh i saw the strangest things
i seen some things i know
oh i saw the strangest things
up in my dreams i know


prod husk

always stranger

@tomppabeats

welcome to the beach.

thank you for the continued support.

i love each and every one of you with all of my heart. <3

sand (prod. tomppabeats)

self-produced; this one's pretty cute 

guitar recorded on my fender tele 
drums from a few different sample packs

this is a sunny sky, this is a starry night 
this is an afternoon i'll spend inside your arms, held tight 
this is a question mark, this is a final thought 
this is a happy ending snuck into the epilogue 
this is a seperate building, this is the journey there 
this is the scenic route, this is your messy hair 
this is a promise kept, an honored lesson, taught it to you 
through the momunental light alive inside your amour suit, and... 
this is the reason i've been shaking when i speak 
always terribly afraid to make mistakes and make you leave 
it's a shame i'm scared of heights, 'cause when you sweep me off my feet 
i feel the ground beneath me start to sink into the sea 
i can feel the clouds above me coming closer to my touch 
i can almost taste the heavens, but compared to you, it's much 
the same as everything else... another book on a shelf 
it's just too hard to explain, so i'm repeating myself, like... 

this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, you'll always know me better 
this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, so i'll be yours forever 

this is the celebration, this is the party hat 
this is the cellophane in which my heart is wrapped 
and i'm peeling it back, 'cause i'm feeling the love 
this is absolute bliss, this can fit like a glove 
this is peace on the earth, this is me, what it's worth 
i'm not a hundred percent sure, but still 
this here, this is a final draft, this is an epitath 
for every negative emotion on a seperate path 
this is the safest feeling ever to be felt 
it's a message in the morning that intends to make you melt 
and honestly, this is my magnum opus, this is a story book 
where all the illustrations have super-friendly sorta look 
a cordial shook hand at an important event 
with stainless steel silverware and a porcelain dish 
it's the weight of the pull inside of a torrent of fish 
a metaphor used precisely to make it more than it is 

this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, you'll always know me better 
this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, so i'll be yours forever 

this is a broken record, this is a broken record 
this is a broken record, you'll always know me better 
this is a broken record, this is a broken record 

art by bennie (www.instagram.com/cozylile)

download <3

broken record

video : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_wfqgpKBYs

prod. kaji

(x2) please don’t go away 
i been lifting weight, bags 
please don’t throw away, all the things that we all had 
imma die one day, and you prolly won’t be sad 
imma pour away, oj in my gucci bag

(x2) my ex hit me up 
boy i press decline 
my next hit me up 
i know that she think i’m fine 
i been overwhelmed 
i think that i’m losing time
can’t love no one else 
fantasizing about dying

(x2) please don’t go away 
i been lifting weight, bags 
please don’t throw away, all the things that we all had 
imma die one day, and you prolly won’t be sad 
imma pour away, oj in my gucci bag

oj in my gucci bag

produced by @mt_fujitive

lyrics:

life has got me feeling discombobulated, in place of common phrases
all i say are awkward statements in every conversation
often sitting cautious, pacing, dropping frames in talks with strangers
making observations, in that awful cadence
i've been rather quiet since a sophomore
every time my voice comes out my mouth, it sounds like nails on a chalkboard
saving pieces shattered as my age increases faster
i can make my thesis matter if i learn to fuckin' talk more

but that's just an inkling, small talk is always shrinking
and this ship will always sink until we fill in all the gaps
i've made some dumb decisions and evaded inhibitions
digging graves for my ambitions just to make it on the map
which seems ironic at present, given my title
periodically stepping through this recital
i've practiced a thousand times, messaging with my idols
and definitely sounding like a dumbass when i try tho

i treat a soundcloud page like a diary
and push away all the people who inspire me--sorry
so afraid of the person i should try to be
and it seems, by now, they should kinda be sorry

flowers ep

discombobulated (prod. mt. fujitive)

hey cool song coming for 100k
here's a thing i made this morning
also i'm on hiatus

@beet_farmer

lyrics:
wake up, take my morning walk, and pass out on the porch again
shatter under pressure, pilot corpses made of porcelain
terrified of questions, 'specially "lesser than..." or "more than friends?"
i panic over people like a swimmer to a dorsal fin

i'm out my element in every single element
bad with conversations, speak in nervous stares and mellow shifts in tone
in every room i occupy, i play the elephant
and glance at clocks to tick away the moments 'til farewell and dip

if anxious was a role one could fill upon a credits list
i'd grab an oscar every other time i left my bed a bit
performing well enough to leave my colleagues in a deficit
the academy awards would be incredulous

i'm often opulent in time alone, purveyor of the faux pas
horrible at family festivities, silent, phone on
i wander to the dinner table, fumble to the coleslaw
and wish i was at home so i could doze off

i also hate me so yeah, at least we have sumn in commin i guess

cursedbyuu