Memories of you play like the music vid for sextape endlessly:/

Void in Blue

If u walked in my skin
Youll Feel the jail
embed, it feels
Like Eternal ache
Stuff me in
Its beautiful 
Let Me out
just like he did
 
the doll i thought i lost
i left it at the dance
when we drove we crashed
it flew right out my hands
us two we act as one
i wish we never did
its all his fucking fault
he thought that i was him

life imitates life

Lyrics:

I thought i told you what i need

Forever yours what's wrong with me

Losing myself why can't you see

I’m begging for you to hear me

I’m begging for you to hear me

I'm giving up on you and me

Just like a bird with broken wings

Im good as dead i'll never be

The one for you why can't i see

Im begging for you to love me

Im begging for you to love me


prod. grayskies

unknown feelings

[Verse 1]
Realize
Don’t cry

[Chorus]
Don’t you realize 
I see all the lies
(Yeah)

[Verse 2]
You loved me?
It was all gone into the night
You left me
It was not the best thing
Had a feeling something’s not right
Always here alone

[Chorus]
Don’t you realize 
I see all the lies
Don’t you realize 
I see all the lies

Realize

Lyrics:

Just one more lie and then I fall

Don’t play pretend you had it all

I’d kill for you dont even start

Dancing alone all in the dark

I’m hurting im hurting i wish you were dead

Don’t reach out my hand ill stab you instead

You said you wont hurt me, now look what you did

I’ll pretend i don't need no help, but i said I need you bad

scars

produced by malcriado 

lyrics:

oh to feel your hands run through my hair again 
to hear you call my name id do it all again
to feel your warmth and body on my skin
to have someone around to call a friend
is that too much to ask for? shall I beg?


I can’t forget 
you know that it’s killing me inside
cuz it should’ve been me instead that night
wonder if they’ll remember me when I die
but we’ll never know 

to hear you call my name id do it all again
to feel your warmth and body on my skin
to have someone around to call a friend
is that too much to ask for? shall I beg?

skin

7" tri-single vinyl out on Heaven's Lathe in May. Mixed and master by Katie Dey. Vinyl art by marie a / @808gum

Lyrics
I want things to be beautiful
I forgot things could be beautiful
I forgot it was a option
I had given up hope

I want things to be beautiful
I forgot that things were beautiful
I forgot it was a option
I had given up hope
I'm giving up hope
 
That maybe it could change 
That maybe there are options
It could take a different shape
It might not survive the change

But it could survive the change
Will we survive to stay the same?
1000th prison in my eyes
I've seen these lonely deaths be died
I'm no stranger to the sight 

It doesn't even move me.
I'm the type to keep it pushing 
I wouldn't be here if I wasn't 
I'll walk to work past wasted bodies
I hardly even mind

Change is in my hand 
Money changes in my hand 
..'s in my hand 
Money, change is in my hand 
I want things to be beautiful

I Want Things to Be Beautiful

Hello Juliet

tower of memories

stream/download

youcantcomebackaround

Recorded at Studio 15 by fabiano matiolla
fabiano matiolla - All guitars, bass, keyboards and drum samples...
Studio ID - Vocals
Release Date: 2025-12-03
youtu.be/XyhSHqoAMIk
◆Amazon: music.amazon.com.br/albums/B0FWD3ZY4C
◆Deezer: link.deezer.com/s/31teciQMpelPMU4KKJNiH
◆Spotify: open.spotify.com/intl-pt/album/3u…zuaqWtxhUDDJwkQ8
◆Tidal: tidal.com/album/467105708
◆Qobuz: www.qobuz.com/dk-en/album/new-te…olla/cnab1wffb8i4b

Follow:
www.instagram.com/fabiano_matiolla/
x.com/fabianomatiolla

◆T-Shirts
my-store-10707fd.creator-spring.com/
reserva.ink/fabianomatiolla

Produced by fabiano matiolla

► Lyrics ◄


They're selling postcards of the hanging tree
Twelve ninety-nine at the pharmacy
History repackaged, taste-tested, clean
White walls, white noise, white screen

The cop show plays on channel four
Same script they've used since '84
Dangerous body, dangerous skin
Dangerous until the credits roll in

Property value, property line
Property body, property mind
They redlined the map and painted it new
Still the same hands deciding who's who

Your grandmother's block, now it's vintage chic
Boutique resistance at forty a week
Buy the aesthetic, skip the disease
Revolution branded at nineteen degrees

Blood in the blueprint
Bones in the loan
Monument erected
On somebody's home
On somebody's home
On somebody's home

The textbook edits, the museum curates
Which bodies matter, which bodies wait
Archive the anger, frame the scream
Make it digestible, make it clean

Property value, property line
Property body, property mind
They redlined the map and painted it new
Still the same hands deciding who's who

Who decides, who decides
Who survives, who survives
The market adjusts
The market adjusts
The market adjusts

Bull Market

i am a museum of everything and everyone i have ever loved

tower of memories

ivri ♡

Recent comments

Jj

Darwin Mcclain

jyerr

Chemi Wangmo

Related tracks