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Britton - To My Younger Self (Slowed + Reverb)

Lyrics:

To my younger self,
I’m writing you from 2012
It’s not high school that is killing me,
It’s my mental health
Know you struggle now,
but brace yourself for these few years of hell
You’ll paint a smile everyday, but every night you’ll pray for help

Wish there was something that I could do to save you from what’s coming
You might be a soldier, but know that your demons built an army
And they’re taking over now
All I see through my tears is black
Tell mom and dad I love them, but I have to go No turning back

And I know that your heart is aching
I know that you don’t know why
And you can’t stop your hands from shaking
Now you want to die

If I could tell you everything I know now
I’d tell you that the darkness always fades out
In the end the light will emerge with no doubt
You’ve just gotta keep going, baby
Don’t back down

If I could tell you everything I know now
I’d tell you that the darkness always fades out
In the end the light will emerge with no doubt
You’ve just gotta keep going, baby
Don’t back down

To my younger self,
I’m writing you from 2020
You made it through the war and woke up to a new beginning
You graduated college
Mom and dad are both so proud
That you rose up from the ashes
A survivor you are now

How I wish I could write to the girl back in 2012
And send her all the light to find her way without losing herself
And show her all the things she’ll miss if she don’t get a second chance
Thank God I’m here today to tell you that you’ll make it through the black

And I know that your heart was aching
I know that you put up a fight
From making it through all the breaking
Now you feel alive

If I could tell you everything I know now
I’d tell you that the darkness always fades out
In the end the light will emerge with no doubt
You’ve just gotta keep going, baby
Don’t back down

If I could tell you everything I know now
I’d tell you that the darkness always fades out
In the end the light will emerge with no doubt
You’ve just gotta keep going, baby
Don’t back down

Britton - To My Younger Self (Slowed + Reverb)

Long Story Short

Figure You Out

Sıkıp Kafama Giderim

[Intro – The Roast Begins]  
Yo—  
They saw a rock with a glow on the nose,  
And said, “It’s alien tech, I suppose!”  
Bridge lights on like a cosmic car,  
Cruisin’ the void from a cave on Mars?

Military minds see tic-tacs fly,  
No splash in the sea, no blink of an eye.  
Right-angle turns, shape-shiftin’ fast,  
Then vanish in trees like a ghost from the past.

Zero to light speed, blink and it’s gone,  
South African forests, now you see none.  
But ATLAS? A mothership? Please behave—  
Unless aliens cruise in a stone-age cave.

[Verse 1 – The Monkey Mirror]  
Yo—  
If they came to Earth, they’d laugh and cry,  
Watchin’ monkeys build bombs and askin’ why.  
Discoverin’ genius while chokin’ the sky,  
Still flingin’ bananas as satellites fly.

We got telescopes, we got big brains,  
But still think a rock is a ship with reins.  
C’mon now, let’s break the trance,  
It’s physics, not a pleasure dance.

[Verse 2 – The Physics Flip]  
Yo—  
That forward glow? Ain’t alien flex,  
It’s friction, bro, not cosmic tech.  
ATLAS movin’ against the tide,  
Through a riptide stream where particles hide.

Solar wind, plasma, dust in flow,  
Heating the nose with a subtle glow.  
Fluid dynamics in space, not air,  
Waves and pressure, density rare.

Galaxies spin like cyclones wide,  
And riptides ripple where gravities collide.  
It’s motion, mass, and cosmic math,  
Not aliens takin’ a scenic path.

[Bridge – The Bee in the Bonnet]  
So next time you see a glow in the sky,  
Don’t jump to aliens wavin’ hi.  
Think of the medium, the cosmic stream,  
Where motion and matter dance unseen.

[Outro – The Enlightened Laugh]  
We dropped the science with a grin so sly,  
Roasted the myth, let the truth fly high.  
ATLAS ain’t tech from a distant race—  
It’s a stone in motion through textured space.

So salute the monkeys with telescopes bright,  
But teach ’em to see with post-Stone Age sight.  
The riptide’s real, the glow’s explained—  
And the archive’s laughin’ in fluid refrain.


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