i'll scream
your name
so loud
it echos away

i can't breathe
oh ur not right here with me
oh such a shame
shame

i've got your blood
all on my hands
oh what a mess
that i have made
i froze im stuck
tell me what the next step is
cause i don't know
how to control
myself

i want this
im watching
like tell me
how do you want love?
im nauseuos
i lost it
right before us
cant help it
im obsessed
with the way you touch
i need you
i cant help 
but feel im not enough


its all okay
maybe that was a lie
you wont ever know
i wont see your face
i do this for nothing
i wake up 
just to find out
its all the same

i've got your blood
all on my hands
oh what a mess
that i have made
i froze im stuck
tell me what the next step is
cause i don't know
how to control
myself

oh what a mess that i have made [muzcean]

parking lot

parasite: "feed me"

rav333 gurLLL

Prod. Michael Harrison 
Sorry I’m so experimental
Lyrics~

I’m so unspoken 
It’s all so hopeless 
This pen and pad the only way I’m copin 
Is it the tree that I drag  or the asthma that got me chokin 
No don’t come in please I’m ok  I’m just smokin 
But I haven’t seen you in weeks 
Talk back to my door as it speaks
Just checking in, can you breathe 
Answer me now and I’ll leave 

I been tryina write these tracks 
About what I feel but they trash 
Then do it again and again till I crash 
knew the caffeine wouldn’t last 
What a drag 
As I waste all the traits that I got from my mom and my dad 
I know this time it’s my bad 
I’m Haunted by all the ghosts from my past 

It’s crazy cause you’re like a poltergeist stuck in the shell of a man that you used to be 
Fuck you I hate you get out of that room shits getting old just give up on your dreams 
The puppeteers back at my door I can feel all his malice intent as he tries to tell what to think 
Like shit let me breath, quit pulling my strings

feed me to the noise

another one in the books with the twin

LYRICS:

back home and it’s humbling
static scenes left untouched by the lack of me
step casual to carpet feel familiar albeit a bit dusty
sit within the fading imprint it crept away as i absently
felt a new experience a new city checking listings
for the rentals briefly seen when off the exit us 60
tempted leaving roots for branches where the fruit is sweet and plenty
enter territory through these lenses leans to looking pretty
crossing borders bullets banned on transit to me this is novelty
appalachian firepower backing this economy 
grass is always greener through the fence was looking quietly
from dying plains of compromise and industry to who i’d be
if i could just get outta here
if i could get out

i settle back into my room at night
i dream of morning dew on pavement stretched beyond the hotel window 
light flickers by the television, reminisce a place and time
i could evangelize a better fucking state of mind
i search the corners of my brain im running out of things to say
i let the lights get to my head i guess they really love me
i guess they really love me
i guess, i guess, i guess
the cracks loosen the pavement as im making my way south
i put this bottle up i let the liquid leak out of my mouth
every time im feeling better somethings tryna drag me down
if i, if i, if i, if i could get out

back home w/ bedroom noise [prod elijah david]

prod. cxrter x irby



lyrics:
ima keep counting till the sun up
big bands, high end brands ima show off
deep fried, lemme cook, im a sauna
i can make it big, ima show her

she cant even look at me, im shining
if she ever walk on me, im fining
talking with the fairies, im flying
icgaf about no timing

bitch im cool
who tf is you?
on a groove
baby, tell me what it do?
making moves
got on my dancing shoes
shades on too
spotlight shining through (x2)

Kiddamo:
im drinking campagne in a limo
im staring at your house through the window
you turn this shitty town to santo domingo
multi persaonlity im stuck in a limbo
in a limbo, oh
in a limbo, oh, oh
im talking like an asshole but i think you could do better
told her shes so perfect that i wish i never met her
i hope you see the beach when you read these love letters
shawty fell in love because ima go getter
smoking on some runtz and these pringles extra cheddar
shoutout to the kid in bangladesh that made this sweater

scorpio:
bitch im cool
who tf is you?
on a groove
baby, tell me what it do?
making moves
got on my dancing shoes
shades on too
spotlight shining through

Fine with that

Lil GhostBoy