firee

produced by eric godlow

lyrics:
she gon tell me "I need you"
I can't believe you 
who you tryna fool? 
dont you know that you're see-through
i think that she knew
stop playing confused
they gon say they love me but i know that its not true

2x

she been waiting for a phone call back
but i dont even bother she gon pick up mad
fuck all that, im in my bag
ima take the first flight and i aint coming back

i dont think that we can figure it out
cuz you believe anything their talking about
but not a thing that comes out my mouth
and i dont get it but fuck you, im out.

i dont think that we should talk anymore
cuz you only hit me up whenever you're bored
i dont like that. i'd rather be all alone
and you hate that cuz you still call my phone

she gon tell me "I need you"
I can't believe you 
who you tryna fool? 
dont you know that you're see-through
i think that she knew
stop playing confused
they gon say they love me but i know that its not true

2x

confused (prod. eric godlow)

1. manic episode of random structure, transposed vocals and off-tone instrumental to simulate something is wrong

2. panic, anxiety attack simulation through heart beat sounds and sampled breathing. everything that makes me lay awake at night.

3. the aftermath of a panic attack and the thoughts of realization and sorrow post episode

4. a conversation between friends of their hardships and inner thoughts about the situation they've been thtough

lapse w/ alain

acme

hysteria

7 reasons why you hate yourself

everything

danger

dont care

a little gift i guess. i love yall. all of these songs r either unreleased or just unfinished ideas i will probably never finish.

INNO (kimj zac greer dwork)

lyrics:

I don't give a fuck bout nun
I'm gone in like 3 2 1
To the next place
To the next thing
I don't give a fuck bout them
x2

Yeah, I think you should care less
These people not worth your time or your last breath
Yeah, it don't even make sense
Cuz you care about them but they care bout your damn bread
Toxic, bitch I'm counting money till my hands break
Yeah, I don't give a fuck about a handshake
I know you don't give a fuck about me, that's a fake face
You don't got to say another word, keep the damn change
Yeah, I let the phone ring
Like 3-4 times till I feel like fucking moving
Like who you fooling
You can try to play it cool but I know you're fuming
Yeah, I don't wanna waste my time on something that don't mean nun to me
Yeah, I don't wanna waste my high on someone who's gon take my time and leave
I got to shut off the phone
I got people calling that I don't even know
Now you're talking too much, better lower your tone
Bitch I'm good by myself keep it under control

I don't give a fuck bout nun
I'm gone in like 3 2 1
To the next place
To the next thing
I don't give a fuck bout them
x2

apathetic (prod. okayjml)

thx for 200K monthly on spotify!!

I don’t really like to talk unless it’s worth my while
don’t feel right anytime I smile
jaw been locked for a gawdamn while
u changed up the way I change my sound
I’m too RAW, hittin like smackdown
punch-in like Rock (Lee), drunken fist style
in due time they’ll give me flowers

better put some respect on me
try to catch up, u gon need a whole damn team
the way I drop now I don’t even let them breathe
not a single mf who could play in my league

thought I told you tell me your regrets
the greed you hold inside ur chest
don’t self destruct I’m not against you
I’m tryna get inside ur head

it don’t even make sense to me
they don’t even wanna talk to me
won’t even acknowledge me
(no they won’t, no they won’t now)

I’ve been fighting tooth and nail
til my skin is running pale
til I’m on my last inhale
til I got nothing left to share

drunken fist style

fed up

throwaway

I’ve turned through every page in the book
still don’t know if I shouldn’t or I should
cuz you taste so bittersweet 
it’s like it shouldn’t have been me
but I can’t lie to you, it feels so good

feel like I should’ve known better
is this everything I wanted?
cuz I got it but I wish that i could-

take a u-turn, let it crumble
watch it burn down into rubble 
hoping that you go and find another one of me 

bitch I wish you would
but you prolly could
(oh why?)

wish u would

A raw and emotional confession, this song dives into the sting of betrayal and the weight of heartbreak. From the moment of seeing someone you love with another, to the sleepless nights haunted by their ghost, every verse bleeds vulnerability. It’s a late-night reflection where love, loss, and music collide in an attempt to stitch a broken soul back together. WARNING!!!

MIRANDO AL TECHO

lazy song


I don’t wanna talk no more. I’m out the door
All these conversations got me fucking bored 
I can never feel thing I’ve lost my soul
I cannot stay no more I’m out this hoe
2x

Knowing that I try best and doesn’t show 
Nothing about this is motivational
I was going up but felt like I just froze 
But I keep it going cuz I can’t let it go

I don’t get it 
Always showing me so much affection
I don’t understand why give me so much attention 
Checking up on me why you always so damn attentive 
Why you do it when you don’t have incentive 

I don’t wanna talk no more
Not picking up the calls no more 
No idea why I do this for
I just do it cuz I’m fucking bored 
2x

I don’t wanna talk no more. I’m out the door
All these conversations got me fucking bored 
I can never feel thing I’ve lost my soul
I cannot stay no more I’m out this hoe

2x

talknomore (prod. eric godlow)

enjoy
i know the mix is awful but oh well
the worst one yet

lyrics:


I know that I’m not okay, I’ve been better
And I still smell your scent on my sweater
And I can barely keep myself together
But it’s okay I had no plans of being here forever 

Don’t think I have much time left so I won’t be here too long
I know you hope that I’m wrong

It’s the same old me with a new list of problems 
And I’m stressed out tryna find how to solve em
I go up and I fall like the leaves in the autumn
And it’s getting to my head and that’s not very awesome

I wish I could see myself through your eyes
Cuz when you talk bout me you make me seem like I’m a great guy
So I can’t help but think that they’re all lies 
But I’m tryna get better so I can think otherwise 

It’s the same old me with a new list of problems 
And I’m stressed out tryna find how to solve em
I go up and I fall like the leaves in the autumn
And it’s getting to my head and that’s not very awesome

I know that I’m not okay, I’ve been better
And I still smell your scent on my sweater
And I can barely keep myself together
But it’s okay I had no plans of being here forever

talknomore (prod. eric godlow)

jades

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