I'm A Creep. Let Me Down Slowly Edit

something something, point me at a target

Slipping Through My Fingers - Alternative, Ambient, Instrumental Current

Project 60v2

Demure

Recording (199)

lmk what you think and have a blessed day xoxo

Undead - do you know how it feels

techno rap focused on mental health and social issues

The Ringer

"god gives his bestest battles to his bestest friends" - george bush, 1926

envy's a heluva drug

experimental instrumental track, meant as a tension buildup piece to transition from lo-fi to electronic. This and the other previous instrumental pieces are a work in progress to be used in a bigger project.

coldswitch

feliz navidad -- Platinum Killer Edition

war of the easily discarded

freedom is a choice

KREXE sailor song - reverb edit_Current

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RELAPSE STAR RIDE

abducted by a ufo, currently unconscious, fixing the transdimensional array, looking for easter eggs, talking with satan in a nightmare, talking to robot satan from futurama, licking the drips from icicles, stealing art from an art museum, painting with a politician who failed art school, curing aids, curing space aids, developing lung cancer, swallowing toothpaste, drinking aftershave, selling secondhand valuables, sucking marrow from bones from last nights take-out chicken, summoning demons, microwaving demons, selling my dog's kidneys, eating kidneys from the dark web, passing 12 kidney stones, avenging my pet rabbit in hell, abusing the power of ramen breakfast for the greater good but at what cost, reviving dinosaurs at pewter city, catching creatures and forcing them to fight against children's pets for money, carving acorns to make cages for creatures, escaping prison, practicing stealth of hand and archery, punching trees, building a neighborhood for nobody but me and my virtual pets, drinking too much adult substance, and doing deep breathing with a usb stick


alibi list

Marketing ideas

Make an account named stan. Have stan follow a list of curated artists including those targeted for marketing.
Refrain from saying “Fuck everyone i hope they die” unless they accept it as a catch phrase like a pokemon.
Make business cards and hand them out to people. Ie “hmu for hangouts” etc idk.
Frfrfr god i want to die
Relate to people as a normal human person with words
Shitfuck i hate the fucking world
make music based on successful reddit posts




EXPANDED INVERTED PHANTASM SUPER STROKE GIGASUS OF EPISODIC DIALED INTERMEDIARY MEDIUM AND NECESSARY VERBOSITY

Actually how I feel

a song for all those people asking me to pay for shit they learned in school that i taught myself. #AMEN 

GET YOURSELF A PIMP

DEAD EYES

SORRY

payphone electric guitar

if you could go anywhere where would you go

all of me electric guitar

love yourself instrumental jbc

the reason instrumental hbsc

before you go instrumental lcc

Recording (321)

hey
hey
eat shit
i trusted you with my back
and you drove the knife in
i knew you’d never attack
fuck that you know you did
trust is formed over time and time again
i trust you to hurt me while on you i depend
youre the kicks in my sides when i lay down at night
youre the vomit in my throat i hold back and fucking fight
you cant ever tell me im immature
i matured off every mistake of yours
shut up unless you want me to show you how it hurts
i’ll take my time to show you how you shouldve stayed only mine
i’ll devote myself to your destruction after one foot out of line
so get the fuck back and grow the fuck up
take some responsibility for what you said to me
take some responsibility for what you did to me
act like a motherfucking adult and grow a goddamn spine
i think its fucking time
i think its fucking time
(i dont wanna see your ugly face
move out and get out of town
i dont wanna hear your stupid voice
shut the fuck up you stupid clown).sing
hey wait a minute whats this about
i started out just being sarcastic
now the lyrics are getting pointed
before i ever started singing i wrote poems
i wrote my fears and anxieties in my notebook
one day my friends took it and had a laugh and asked me for an autograph 
they sang my insecurities onstage and framed me as a violent maniac
maybe i snapped and maybe i oughta be that and shut you the fuck up myself
[gun click]
nah i’m not like you
matter fact you can go to hell
heavens where you're not cant you tell
im not even me im just an empty shell
rip out my organs and eat them for fun
leave my skin out to dry in the sun
let my bare muscles relax in the hot tub
one 45 to the head is fatal
one 22 is like russian roulette
maybe i’ll see what outcome i get
blow off my frontal lobe and be just like you with no personality
can you tell that this isnt how i wanna be
you took my darkest thoughts and turned them into a web of insecurities
you took my method for processing pain and used it to make fun of me
now i write about how retarded you are and dont get me started on that shit you call art
all i ever wanted was one person to share all our dreams with only each other but you found so many others and smothered me with the void of your empty heart
you were my world but you belonged to many others
so many dicks and holes in your head you’re a whore in the way you treat people
im not jealous of you i just want you out of my life
i found someone new who understands im worth the price
oh my god i love you (sure)
your negativity is the cost of this dick
im so deep in the red im chill as a hick
catch me living in a coffin to afford rent
i blocked your number i want you dead
(go find a new forever or a maybe
go find a tub of lard to call baby
go rot alone somewhere far from me
sometimes i wish you never met me
actually i always wish that fucking shit
go chase your dreams onto the freeway 
get hit by the truck called i made other plans
i memorized the schedule of the local trains and i tied your dog to the tracks
i loved that dog more than you so you know im not fucking coming back
maybe my lyrics are straight garbage but at least i keep my story straight
even if im gay i can still say im morally better than the bitch i met the other day
im so fucking prideful until i decide to kill myself when my person leaves me
i built my worth around you
you meant everything
my whole world was you
and you killed me).sing
all thats left is a corpse with no remorse killing with monster force and blocking whores
what else is in store...

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"Fruit Loop” is a chaotic love letter wrapped in razor wire. Liberty Undead delivers a genre-breaking, emotionally volatile track blending violent poetry with twisted affection. Glitchy synths, sharp snares, and raw distortion back verses that teeter between heartbreak and unfiltered rage. The lyrics stab through themes of betrayal, obsession, and duality — wanting connection while threatening destruction. It’s a sonic tantrum with lipstick-stained brass knuckles: intimate, unhinged, and impossible to ignore. This isn’t just a song — it’s a mental breakdown set to a beat, kissed with gasoline and lit with a smirk.

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