Grunge

on fye -eyedress- slowed + reverb

slowed + reverb @fendithug
prod. @DEANBLUNT

dean blunt & panda bear - 9 (slowed + reverb)

Eyedress - On Fye (Slowed + Reverbed)

DEAN BLUNT - 9 [slowed + reverb]

a bunch of my fave tiktoks ive posted.thanks for fw the music to whoever is listening!!much love.

[not That Im Anywhere]

Autocollants - Apple Vines (slowed)

galice - dean blunt slowed

Dean Blunt - 9 (slowed)

9 - Dean Blunt (slowed)

Dean Blunt & Panda Bear - 9 [Instrumental]

dean blunt - 9 (slowed + reverb instrumental)

Permanent as Your Errors by train breaks down

Train Breaks Down -Permanent as Your Errors INTRO ONLY (slowed)

The Path Less Travelled-slowed&reverb

flower: underscored.

[Verse 1]
You wear kindness like a costume,
But the seams are tearing through.
Every word you ever offered
Was a blade dressed up as truth.

[Pre-Chorus]
It’s almost sweet, the way you fake,
But sugar can’t hide poison cake.

[Chorus]
You’re a missed opportunity for cradle death,
Every time you breathe feels like stolen breath.
Smile like honey, but you’re rotting inside,
You’re the worst kind of parasite in disguise.

[Verse 2]
You drain the light from every room,
Like mildew crawling through the gloom.
If hell has standards, you’d be banned,
A demon even devils can’t stand.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every laugh you make is counterfeit,
A plague in skin, sick of your shit

[Chorus]
You’re a missed opportunity for cradle death,
Every time you breathe feels like stolen breath.
Rotting fruit with a painted skin,
You’re proof that evil sometimes wins.

[Final Verse]
You fucking leech, you worthless fraud,
Even maggots gag at the shit you’re on.
Every “sorry” that you fake is spit,
A hollow cunt with a grin that fits.
You turn love into a loaded gun,
Then laugh when the bleeding’s done.
Your soul’s a landfill, stinking, vile,
Every heartbeat’s a fucking trial.
Rot in the shadows you call a home,
Die screaming and still die alone.
If karma’s late, then here’s my curse:
May every day get worse and worse.

[Bridge]
I hope your mirror cracks in two,
So it stops reflecting back at you.
Even vultures gag at your decay,
You’re the nightmare dressed in pastel gray.

[Final Chorus]
You’re a missed opportunity for cradle death,
A cruel mistake the world regrets.
You turn soft hearts into stone,
May your coffin rot alone.

C U Next Tuesday (feat. Nostalgia Boy)

9 - Dean Blunt (slowed)

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