cry cuz you're so worthless
die without a purpose 
why do we do all this
well, I can't tell

Cuz I'm so bummed out
My life's not fun now
I'll just shut down
Cuz I'm so bummed out
I'm so bummed out 

Lie down forever
Try but doesn't get better 
why am I so bitter 
Well I can't tell

Bummed Out

H4rtbrkr - Drug Approved

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h4rtbrkr - how to be me

Plz follow Fried By Fluoride 

https://open.spotify.com/track/1qGDSbpd3jczzb386ty1yz?si=-tqtpZD-Sym4E3iPTN2Qwg&context=spotify%3Aalbum%3A38hu3YcFFYCULPAkzwXHUn

Fried By Fluoride-Cattle Farm

pls follow Neet
https://open.spotify.com/artist/5zkzVyXidwVcrhfFuhWtjR?si=xzUx1plUQAuLjWNbYaSrfw

Lyrics:

There's something wrong with me
It haunts me in my dreams
I never go to sleep
I need someone to save me

I'm fucked and forgotten
No one cares lets be honest
My life's so fucking rotten
Just put me in my coffin

And now it always hurts
No way to hide the burns
I have no sense of worth
I think I'm cursed

I'm fucked and forgotten
No one cares lets be honest
My life's so fucking rotten
Just put me in my coffin

Neet-Fucked and Forgotten

No one wanted to fucking upload it on soundcloud so i did it.

FBF - Fried By Fluoride

im not leaving

wendys drive thru coming to all platforms soon

lyrics:
walked into the thrift store i saw a gun
walked into a school and i had a lot of fun
vest in my hand i dont know how i got here
taking all their lives so i wont see them next year 

been here before just a few years ago
i was pushed down in hallways when i was moving slow
i kept to myself yeah i kept my secrets low
but youll see im on the news and everybody knows (me)

walked into the thrift store i saw a gun
walked into a school and i had a lot of fun
vest in my hand i dont know how i got here
taking all their lives so i wont see them next year 

been here before just a few years ago
i was pushed down in hallways when i was moving slow
i kept to myself yeah i kept my secrets low
but youll see im on the news and everybody knows me now

soldiersquad part:

ghille suit on now i walk in my school 
ak in hand im walking down my school
im shooting down doors and i fucking hate you all
you never understood me i cried for help but you never took me serious 
now your time has come 
rubbin your blood on my fresh new gun

walked into the thrift store i saw a gun
i walked into a school and i had a lot of fun
vest in my hand i dont know how i got here
taking all their lives so i wont see them next year 

been here before just a few years ago
i was pushed down in hallways when i was moving slow
i kept to myself yeah i kept my secrets low
but youll see im on the news and everybody knows me now

**ALL PLATFORMS** thrift store firearm (w/ soldiersquad)

Artist: Entity
Composers: Entity, Christopher Joel Martin
Lyricist: Christopher Joel Martin

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Watch your mouth
Be careful what you say
Or get knocked out
I'll punch you in the face

Words are like percussion
Adding to discussion
We've even got a rhythm for this beat

(So let's dance)

(Let's dance)
Let's dance, dance, (Dance)
Let's dance, dance
Let's dance, (Break dance)
(Dance)
Break dance, dance, (Dance)
Break dance, dance
(Break your face)
Let's dance

(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
Break (Dance)
(D-d, d-d-d-dance)
(D-d, d-d-d-dance)
(D-d, d-d-d-dance)
Break

Shut your mouth
I'll kick you in the face
Your mouth is loud
I'm tired of your complaints

Shit; hold on, I gotta pick the mic back up

Words are like percussion
Adding to discussion
We've even got a rhythm for this beat

(So let's dance)

Let's dance
Let's dance, dance, dance
Let's dance
Let's dance, (Break dance)
(Dance)
Break dance, dance, (Dance)
Break dance, dance
(Break your face)
Let's dance

(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
Break

Watch your mouth
Be careful what you say
Or get knocked out
I'll punch you in the face
Watch your mouth
Be careful what you say
Or get knocked out
I'll hit you in the face
(Your mouth is loud)

(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
Break

Words are like percussion
Leaving a concussion
We've even got a rhythm for this beat

(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Break!)
D-d, d-d-d-dance
(Dance!)
Break

Break

Break

Break
(Break)
Break

Break

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