autistic asf

song about chudjaks that i made while i was drunk

spill my guts

2025 APRIL COMPILATION SUBMISSION 1
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Safe and sound but cant be found
I cant breathe i need to see
caution tape all around
look at me, look at me!
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i seem to be perceived 
i need some PCP
laying low of town
carefully sighting down

i seem to be perceived 
i need some PCP
laying low of town
carefully sighting down
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lock it up and down around
perceive your mind capability
testify, markify
deranged out of my mind
they're out for me don't be deceived
they out for us you're out till dusk
patiently wait, sit down and paint
they will come just trust me please
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i seem to be perceived 
i need some PCP
laying low of town
carefully sighting down

i seem to be perceived 
i need some PCP
laying low of town
carefully sighting down
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Safe and sound but cant be found
I cant breathe i need to see
caution tape all around
look at me, look at me!
look at me,  look at me!
look at me, look at me!

Out For Me

"for the drumbeat on this i legit just dragged my mouse around at random"
- Milkkkarton

Taco Bell Bathroom Moshpit

song for g4mer
lyrics:
The floodgates open
At this point it's coping 
Not worth saving 
Not worth saying 
It all crumbles beyond 
Til you regret every bond
Not worth trying 
Not worth dying 

Skin peels back
Cut yourself slack
You're acting brackish
You’re acting brattish 
Nothing more than counterfeit
Why won't you cease to exist 
You're acting brackish 
You’re acting whoreish 

3 in the morning paranoia roll in
Up all night and turning up in a coven
MDMA with my witches and we’re rolling
Pushing off coming down Mondays omen
Carb so on monoxide poisoning
Black mold walls I’m breathing in
Risen out I’m the revenant
Eye sight fade and my ears ring in

Skin peels back
Cut yourself slack
You're acting brackish
You’re acting brattish 
Nothing more than counterfeit
Why won't you cease to exist 
You're acting brackish 
You’re acting whoreish 

Skin peels back
Cut yourself slack
You're acting brackish
You’re acting brattish 
Nothing more than counterfeit
Why won't you cease to exist 
You're acting brackish 
You’re acting whoreish

Brackish

2025 APRIL COMPILATION SUBMISSION 2
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Sitting here, down a pair
sleepless nights, hunged tight
why am i, still alive?
why am i, rotting ALIVE?

ALIVE!! (x4)

in a fit, spouting shit
god damnit, out for me
god please, come for me
god come, comfort me
hanging on, for my dear life
trucking on, but its just my soul
hunted down, im peeling out
help me, i dont want to DIE!!!

DIE!!!! (x4)

last moments, last night
on my bed, looking out,
12:01, final time
thank you, for my life.

Alive

SLOP

verse 1

The game doesn't get easier
The more you play
It goes the other way
The game doesn't get any more fun
The more you play
It goes the other way, it goes the other way, the fun goes away

(instrumental)

verse 2

The game has less rewards for you
The more you play
Rewards all get drained
There's barely any fun mechanics
But so many I'm forced to interact with
Optimize the fun out of this

pre-chorus(?)

I want some fulfillment in my life
This game we play gives me nothing but strife

chorus (Is it a chorus if it doesn't repeat)

Throwing my whole existence away
(grinding and numbers don't even go up)
The devs are really fucking gay
(and I wanna just give up, give up)

Wooo...
Wooo...

outro
It's like I'm on ranked PVP
(I hate this game, I hate this game)
These matches aren't fun sweats shit on me
(I hate this game, I hate this game)
It's like I'm on ranked PVP
(I hate this game, I hate this game)
These matches aren't fun sweats shit on me
(I hate this game, I hate this game)
Wooo...
(I hate this game, I hate this game)
Wooo...
(I hate this game, I hate this game)

(...yeah that was pretty bad)

easier

Beat from: Dead Yami

They took my soul, they took my drive
They took it all, they took my mind
They took my love, including you
Death to them all, the International 

Death, to, you, the International

Death, to, you, the International

They took my money, they took my cash
Went through the tunnels, gone in a flash
They broke me down and filled me with hate
In the end You'l all be rejected, at heavens gate

You know who im talking about
But i cant say it

They smell a penny, from miles away
Financial advise, is theirs to say

Death, to, you, the International 

Death, to, you, the International 

Okay lets spit some fax

They orchistrated 911
They killed jfk
They suck newborn p€n/s
They love usury
They hate g0ys 
They worship m0l0ch
They worship the @ntichrist
And they loveee sh€ckels

Death, to, you, the International 

Death, to, you, the International 

They took my soul, they took my drive
They took it all, they took my life
They took my brain, filled it with lead
And In a few weeks, il end up dead

They took my soul, they took my drive
They took it all, they took my mind
They took my love, including you
Death to them all, the International 

The International

untitled demo

Sad Little Creep

Glory to god
Chirstpilled

Z-list incelcore artist

Out For Me

INf3stxtion

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