get ready for the album


now i’ll wipe up my tears, now i’ll wipe up my blood,
now im drinking again because it’s never enough

i’ll carve your name in my skin so you lay next to my bones
you know i still hate my mind because im never alone

i still can’t see my friends, i can’t connect with my mom
i still fuck with my dad but my dad ain’t even home

my ex girl still texting me, she saying that she concerned
my classmates tell me i changed, they think it was for the worse


oh, girl, i think we all kinda suck, i got like 15 different thoughts and they’re all kinda fucked
i got a desolate mind, i think of desolate things, i think in desolate ways, i cut my thighs till they sting

oh, girl, and then i wrap myself up, put the bottle to my lips, supplement for your touch
you know i’m living a lie, you know i still wanna die, you know i hate my body and you know i hate my mind

desolate mind

i wish you prayed for me before i was dead and gone
https://soundcloud.com/lordisolde

album coming
fuck u bro i thought we were friends
porchrot

desolate mind

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