Ammonia And Bleach

SUBPAR - Should I Call My Mom

Cactus Romantic

Prod: GAXILLIC

I wont let gooo_

Lyrics:
So why won’t you make sense when I spoke it perfect 
It’s obvious I’m over you
I wanna be away from you 

And I’m hearing things
And seems so clear
They don’t what you did
Cause they wouldn’t believe
I wanna lay in peace
In the closest field
Like when you bled on my sheets
Pretending I wouldn’t see

Problematic psychedelics
I see what I wanna see
Its painful that I had to chose
And ill do what I have to do

So I say go go go
I want you go go gone
And if you think you’re strong 
I’ll have to prove you wrong
You’re screaming no no no
Got off the phone phone phone
You have to leave me alone
I wanna hold on my own

Thats just how I felt
And I’ll write, upset
Crying cause you left
I was oh so blessed
Burning in my grave
Counting cigarettes
Cause I wanna choke
Cause I wanna choke

N-No I don’t feel sorry
Never thought I’d say it
I spent too much time
Writing on my arm
I spent too much time
Staring at a screen
And my eyes are hurting
So I might just bleed

Problematic psychedelics
And I just wanna feel it
And I just wanna see it
And I just wanna end it

PROBLEMATIC//PSYCHEDELICS (p.gaxillic)

Don't you know
Every time you leave me all alone
With my thoughts with all the voices
An infinite number of choices
That I can't stand myself

Yeah, I'm so dumb
And living a lie just cause it sounds fun
and breaking these promises to myself
Well I think I'm evil
I think I'm starting to believe

I wish that you would worship me
I wish that you would worship me

I don't mind
I can see how I am that blind
I can hear how I am that deaf
I guess I just got nothing left
But why would I want to?

Since I'm so dumb
And living a lie just cause it sounds fun
And breaking these promises to myself
Well I think I'm evil 
I think I'm starting to believe

I wish that you would worship me
I wish that you would worship me

Lord knows I've lost control
I've given up; I got no soul
Slipped my mind, things left unsaid
Get nothing done its all in my head

I wish that you would worship me
I wish that you would worship me

Worship Me

The Frights - You Are Going To Hate OUT NOW on Dangerbird Records.

You Are Going To Hate This

Kids

The Frights - Kids

EVERYTHING HURTS

Kids never gonna be cuz’ growing up is boring 
I never tried to be the knife that you’re throwing 
Why’s it so hard to be anything 
Everyone’s the same thing and I’d rather be nothing 

I’m alone with you 
I’ll probably fuck this up
Don’t know what to do 
 
You never talk to me and I think that it’s bullshit 
You never think of me and I think I kinda like it 
No hope but hopefully I’ll feel it in my chest 
Cuz’ you are the only thing that keeps me from breathing 

I’m alone with you 
I’ll probably fuck this up 
Don’t know what to do 

I’m alone with you 
I’ll probably fuck this up 
Don’t know what to do 
I’m alone with you 
I’ll probably fuck this up 
Don’t know what to do 

Kid’s never gonna be

Spotify

Backseat Vinyl - Beach Pop

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Dead 80's

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These drugs got spunk let’s give it some luck 
You peaked when you started giving a fuck 
Keep my body moving til I blow out my knees 
My hands are dripping with anxiety 

This is just a loop of telephone 
If you don’t like it go be goth alone at home 
Keep my bod it never looked good to me 
Bummer is the man that’s who I’m always gonna be 

Bad batch of eyes dude I hope they fit 
I need a new set of skin so I can try again 

Bummer is the man 
My hands are dripping with anxiety 
Keep my bod it never looked good to me 
I need a new set of skin so I can try again

Backseat Vinyl - Swing On By

Darkness recedes into the morning… 
Strawberry eyes under Blueberry Skies…
Pretending everything’s fine…
Swallowing all that you can...
Chew through Blueberry Skies… Sun in your eyes… Stuck in the back of your head... Down Memory Lane… Coat in the rain… 
Sun is out… I’m ripe.. You’re wet… I’m baked into a pie. 
Clouds salivate to sounds of thunder… Smiling wide under blueberry skies… (skies)...  Pretendin’ everything’s fine... (fine)… Swallowin’ all that you can…
Chew through Blueberry Sky… Sun in your eye… Stuck in the back of your head... Down Memory Lane... Coat in the rain... 
Sun won’t live to... Sun won’t live to see us die... Risin’... Risin’... Rise blueberry sky.

Produced by Cole Bingham and Loser Company.
Sound engineered, mixed and mastered by Thomas Rojo.
Recorded at Pattern Recordings in West Adams, Los Angeles, CA. 
Art by Chad Knapik.

Blueberry Skies

LA $alad Rock // http://kingshelter.com
kingshelter@gmail.com

EVERYTHING HURTS

King Shelter