prod. skress
ericdoa: https://soundcloud.com/ericdoa
thanks4thewarning: https://soundcloud.com/ericdoa/thanks4thewarning
rip dante red :/

ericdoa - thanks4thewarning (slowed n reverb)

WE NEVER MADE LOVE (LIKE THEY SAID WE DID)

JETIX!! (IG@LUVCRONAA)

glaive-closer snippet

produced by me. small version/update. im recovering from what i think was the flu im feeling much better but mentally struggling ngl but thats not for here, hope everyone is having a great day/night

supachefm - my rooms a mess (cover)

coward w/ endie (prod. michael rose x max flynn)

produced by @utomaki :
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follow me 2 lol:
instagram.com/thankujonah/
twitter.com/thankujonah

issues (p. utomaki)

bandaids

Good To Be Here

Струмок

Lyrics written and music created by Joe Kirk. Copyright 2025.

With what is left of me.
I forge into.
What is necessary for today.
Do it for you.
Staring at the ceiling.
Counting the many ways.
Blocking out the thoughts that can.
Remind me of the pain.

Broken soul bones.
No one knows this more than I.
Dare to compare.
A hundred-mile stare.
Lost with no flares.
Broken soul bones.
Broken words do you supply.


I scream at the dream, and it seems to be deemed black.
Relax and sit back.
Hears to the dreams that hit back.
I never knew all the answers that I pretend to know.
No remedy.
How should I know how to keep the soul's glow.


Crucified and celebrated.
The prize was me this time.
Heads on the wall mounted.
The hunter has now become the prey.
Cruel as your weapon, your aim is still off.
Shoot at the man as he is getting away.
Shoot at the one carrying his own cross.

With what is left of me.
I forge into.
What is necessary for today.
Do it for you.


Broken soul bones.
No one knows this more than I.
Dare to compare.
A hundred-mile stare.
Lost with no flares.
Broken soul bones.
Broken words do you supply.


A hundred thousand pictures in the form of memories.
Heart washed away by tears.
Warned of the breaking dam.
The rumor that was truer than she had been in years.
Scars on his face tell a story that needs no words.
The scars on the inside.
Don't forget about the scars on the inside.
Sometimes those are the scars that need the words.

With what is left of me.
I forge into.
What is necessary for today.
Do it for you.
Staring at the ceiling.
Counting the many ways.
Blocking out the thoughts that can.
Remind me of the pain.


Crucified and celebrated.
The prize was me this time.
Heads on the wall mounted.
The hunter has now become the prey.
Cruel as your weapon, your aim is still off.
Shoot at the man as he is getting away.
Shoot at the one carrying his own cross.

Broken soul bones.
No one knows this more than I.
Dare to compare.
A hundred-mile stare.
Lost with no flares.
Broken soul bones.
Broken words do you supply.


I scream at the dream, and it seems to be deemed black.
Relax and sit back.
Hears to the dreams that hit back.
I never knew all the answers that I pretend to know.
No remedy.
How should I know how to keep the soul's glow.

glaive-closer snippet

Auzzyy

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