IDLE-CHILL-VIBES

Rivilin

sad chill

Most days I feel like a nuisance
I see your face so we hang the noose then
fake faces everywhere I go,
trace me back then you’ll see used to being that ghost.

its in my head these memories stay
they linger when my soul doesn’t sway

so theirs ash in my teeth cracked  bones make me weak
till I’m peeling back the skin, journal entries left bleak

stitch my soul back together and let me watch
my ribs still are together, but I’m dislodge
I missed, I crashed, 3 stitches and backlash
till time passed and we didn’t last,

but who am i to blame, when its only me, myself and a love i cant tame
stop, these minds games aren’t good for me..

And ill build my way out

where did you go, where are you now
i missed you so, who are you now

waking up and I can’t breathe
every day is like this to me
a new stress disorder it’s not that i ordered
but its always watching as I’m growing older

I buried it, I buried you,
until my mind broke, snapped
or it was something like that
were I ended up falling through
its was always about you

lost my soul, lost control
heart in hand, I can’t stand it
when you stare through me like that ghost you always knew
speaking fake poetry just so I don’t understand you

is that it, we just quit
or we say we do until just one of us  gives in
its just the chemicals  you said
its not love you feel in your head

Concrete

I'm an asshole, a bastard, a damn right coward

Manic

soundtrack to a sadboi

obito//rin

Produce by my friend 変態HAVEN

https://soundcloud.com/hentaihavenxx

Lyrics:

back of my head can you see it doesn't changed, its just the same shit, same bed, same game, just another kid with the same name, ya know ill say  pushing pressure on my skin just to know i feel pain, 

look abit closer ya say i'm not sane, its just the mix between when you say it a game 
chemical feelings, hang me from the ceiling.  please just don't say its all in my brain
push me on the bed say you know my pain, cut me at the throat, just drain my veins
delicate healing, know that your leaving, please just don't say that your feel the same  

drug abused at the end of the table, try to get clean but were far from stable
i don't wanna be here, i don't wanna see this, foaming at the mouth while your skin starts bleeding
so kick the chair under my feet, so no you don't have the find me
its the misery we fell in love with together, you said you loved me and we'd stay forever

see i fell in and i never fell out, you took off at the chance when you saw my doubt
i don't blame you, i just blame me, because self destruction is such a beautiful thing

i don't know where to find you
your coffin says i miss you
i don't know where to find you
its that cancer that took you

look abit closer ya say i'm not sane, its just the mix between when you say it a game 
chemical feelings, hang me from the ceiling.  please just don't say its all in my brain
push me on the bed say you know my pain, cut me at the throat, just drain my veins
delicate healing, know that your leaving, please just don't say that your feel the same  

WONT YOU USE ME, ABUSE ME,
SAY THAT I'M NOTHING, HANG ME ON YOUR WALL
COLLECTING DUST IN THE APARTMENT BED
YOUR TEARING AT MY SOUL

would you give me a minute just to think, tearing at your skin say you rely on me
pushed down in the gutter, words stutter when you try to make mends with anxiety

your body frayed with the noose hung you swayed, 
your bones break today, cremate, everything  you portray
its those words that your never gonna say 
with the hospital bed, were the insomnia ate at your soul,  
lost control anorexia dug you a hole, were the war never ended

falling with the vertigo, looking at your crushed soul
you said you needed to be free, whats that mean to me

look abit closer ya say i'm not sane, its just the mix between when you say it a game 
chemical feelings, hang me from the ceiling.  please just don't say its all in my brain
push me on the bed say you know my pain, cut me at the throat, just drain my veins
delicate healing, know that your leaving, please just don't say that your feel the same

Guilt (Prod: 変態HAVEN)

FML Freestyle

NOW AVAILABLE ON ALL PLATFORMS

~ Backup Vocals By Hollowed Hope ~

Sons of Icarus ft. SpaceMan Zack (prod. N1N9TEEN 99)

artist @Sydneysayyah
art by @leatherfacee

2/14/19

SYD SAYYAH - RUNING FROM THE PAST (+ 26girls )

SYD SAYYAH - SICK AT HEART ( PROD. LUNA & linensheets  )

through the shades of grey, depression, addiction

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Lyrics
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Cus its my fault, its my love
Its my trust, but you broke that when you just took my,
Cus its my love, its my trust
what do you want, what do you want, cant you just get out of my thoughts

polish everything in my head, its a lie cus i know that i watched you fled
saw you get up and walked away, tunnel vision to my grave.
so push it down to lithium, why would you wanna fuck with this again
why, why, why, why, why would you wanna fuck with me again

I'm on this medication that makes you feel like a saint
I don't fuck with harder shit man, that shit will just make me break
I'm on that cloudy shit man, i smoke more then I can take,
I don't miss that 121 though my friends were always so fake.

Cus its my fault, its my love
Its my trust, but you broke that when you just took my,
Cus its my love, its my trust
what do you want, what do you want, cant you just get out of my thoughts

cut cut cut cut cut cut, everything you hate yeah,
everything you hate, yeah, up up up up up up 
its a disorder you cant take 
so push it down to lithium, why would you wanna fuck with this again
why, why, why, why, why would you wanna fuck with me again

I'm on this medication that makes you feel like a saint
I don't fuck with harder shit man, that shit will just make me break
I'm on that cloudy shit man, i smoke more then I can take,
I don't miss that 121 though my friends were always so fake.

1892

It starts with me and you again,
you don't wanna be just friends
buzzing up my fucking phone
wouldn't care if i was dead

ya  coming back, ya coming back, and ya talking again
ya coming back just to watch me to suffer again

manic depression, fucked in the brain, everything you say yeah  its not okay
fucking suicidal wanna climb in my head rearrange these wires and say i'm ok but i cant cus
everything a little bit harder now, everything is on repeat for now, but their saying that i shouldn't go

darker and darker into places where I roam, 
it's from the left to the right and i'm stuck here alone, 
wanna be basic cant change it everything you say hate it, 
everything i touch break it. everything i love fake it

spinning and spinning until I fall
I hate it, I hate it, I hate it all.
will you and come pick me up when i collapsed
would you just fix me up when I relapsed

spinning and spinning until I fall
will you fix it, fix it or break it out
will you build me up out of pieces
will you help me up, I think I know what you meant.

wait;

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kiLLa Laharl - MySpaceBarIsBroken

Written by Noah Kittinger
Produced by Noah Kittinger & Paul Kintzing 
Saxophone preformed by Blake Parker
Bass preformed by Paul Kintzing 
Drums, synths, samples and guitar by Noah Kittinger
Mixed by Paul Kintzing & Noah Kittinger
Mastered by Paul Kintzing

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lyrics /

Flame on the skyline

Take a peek at my life on the dark side

Pouring the liquor cover the blood on the white line

Last ones grasping the hope to get off dead

See the cuts on my lifeline 



Don’t breaking up the silence at a bad time

Staring at my own reflections in a sapphire 

Living in the story of a mockingbird satire

Everywhere the knife runs leave a trace of red wine



Broken joints 

Paint the shape of a sold soul

Fell from grace 

Pierce through by a thousand cones

Move slow 

Slashing on the cutthroat 

Red zone

Another brain is getting blown 

Drowning my mind in the void 

Someone wake me up

Bombs dropping arms crossing stay you can’t get enough

Trapped inside a fucking cage that someone set it up

Spikes dripping blood closing in on a nine inch nail 



Blood pressure building in me no I can’t breathe 

Open up take a good look what’s inside of me 

You’re the one that gon leave I’m the one you can’t keep

Tryna park your corpses slit the throat go on pay the fee



She sounded vicious and you know it

Wipe out the witness expose it

Down with the sickness hanging on it

Break out the leashes then control it

kiLLa Laharl - Flame on the skyline (Misplaced)

https://open.spotify.com/track/3gd8CCE8TvyNVS0fZjB5Ac?si=xGBKb0AxSuu4Z3-xWZ9pcQ

https://youtu.be/jXsZVHcWZZw

production @b_z_k_t
mix @ovrcz

lyrics 

I BE LONELY FOREVER 
CANT BE NO TRUST IN A BITCH 
I BE LONELY FOREVER
CANT BE NO TRUST IN A BITCH 
I BE LONELY FOREVER 
CANT BE NO TRUST IN A BITCH 
I BE LONELY FOREVER
CANT BE NO TRUST IN A BITCH 

AY BOY YOU PHONY AS EVER 
SNEAK DISS MY NAME BUT YOU BITCH 
I TAKE YO WHOLE FAN BASE 
AND DROP THEM HOES ON MY DICK 
BITCH IM A ONE MAN GANG 
TAKE YO CLIQUE OUT QUICK 
YO BITCH KNOW THAT IM THE MAN 
RIP YO SHIT, EASY 

I KILL EM WITH HER ON MY MIND 
I KILL EM WITH HER ON MY MIND 
I KILL EM WITH HER ON MY MIND 

FOR HURT THAT THEY DID I BRING PAIN 
AND I CANT TRUST HOES 
CAUSE THEY FAKE 
CAUSE THEY FAKE
YOU ACTIN LIKE YOU DOWN BITCH 
BUT NO YOU AINT 
NO YOU AINT 

FUCK BOY STOP TALKIN 
BEFORE YOU GET YO SHIT CRUSHED 
PUT THAT THIRTY TO HIS FACE
LET THAT 9 PICK HIM UP 
I COME FROM A DIRTY PLACE
WHERE YOU BITCHES NEVER COME 

THEY DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO 
WITH THEY TIME 
STARTED TRAPPIN MY FLOWS 
I MAKE MINE 
IN THE BACK OF MY SKULL 
IS STRAIGHT CRIME 
THAT BITCH HATIN 
I SHINE LIKE THE SUN 
GOT MY OWN STYLE 
BITCH I SOUND LIKE NO ONE 
GOT SADNESS ALL ON MY MIND 
WHAT THEY WANT 
THEY SNEAK DISS ON THE TWITTER
BUT THEY BITCH 
STAY TO MYSELF I SAY FUCK ALL THESE 
HOES 
STICK TO MYSELF I SAY FUCK ALL THESE HOES 

YOU FAKE AS FUCK 
YOU AINT SINCERE 
YOU AINT BOUT A THING


@thebeamon

BEAMON - KAWHI (PRODUCED BY BZKT)

New album «DIGITAL SHRINE 3» out now!! 🔥🔥

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