sad vibes

Roadtrip

LYRICS
Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the table 
Shuffle up my heart, I know that she able 
I know that she able 
I can tell the times you get lost in the moment 
Read between your lines know you're mine and that I can hold it
This whole world seems revolting 
You're still my girl let's get going 
Late night hit me up cause I know that I'm a convenience 
Taste like every other time for the same reason 
Fucking manic I've been famished
Of any sort of love but still manage 
Silence is golden then why are your eyes red 
Covers that we were once lovers in 
And I don't think I can start again 
Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables 
Shuffle up  my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night 
My loss if I play this right
Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables 
Shuffle up  my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night 
My loss if I play this right
Late night hit me up cause I know that I'm a convenience 
Taste like every other time for the same reason 
Fucking manic I've been famished
Of any sort of love but still manage 

sewerperson:
Everything worked so different when I chose to abandon
Everything I knew about trust and false damage
But still I think about you sometimes
But I'll manage despite me being horrified
Once I dress the wounds I feel way better
Though nothing I could ever do will bring me last November
That’s the last time I ever give my heart and soul
Now I push away attachment knowing I'm too cold
I know it all comes back to my own faults
But I could not stop them
That shit like the whole problem
So when my lungs fail
And my heart stops
I'm ok with a funeral full of no one

Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables 
Shuffle up  my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night 
My loss if I play this right
Her hands move like a blackjack dealers on the tables 
Shuffle up  my heart I know that she able
Crisscross bets all night 
My loss if I play this right
Late night hit me up cause I know that I'm a convenience 
Taste like every other time for the same reason 
Fucking manic I've been famished
Of any sort of love but still manage 
Silence is golden then why are your eyes red 
Covers that we were once lovers in 
And I don't think I can start again

you're forgettable ft. sewerperson (prodswitch x xmichaelwarren)

produced by @jolst and @sainttomorrow <3
out now on youtube through biteki & static:
https://youtu.be/DWpNablizm0
https://youtu.be/nEK_a4oFms8

music video:
https://youtu.be/95Kayd1Rpiw

hope u enjoy :)

lyrics:
i let my soul drift away just to feel something again
i sold my conscience for free, nothing to see but a man without his skin

cuz im nothing like him
you’re not the person i remember
i’ll just disappear into the trees
like i did back in december
my voice is cracking as i talk,
on the phone, i watch the clock
why won’t time just ever stop
why wasn’t i enough?
enter the forest, forget life,
i’ve done this shit for the last time. 

plenty people consider hitting my phone again
i don’t mind but i’d rather just be alone again
findin peace in my soul life ain’t that innocent
if i wanted em to be, things would be different
quiet nights in my attic, now the static is loud
i just wanna see my dad again and make him proud
tired of the recycled life i’m bottling up
smoked a little bit too much and now i’m throwing up

whats in the water, i wonder...
sink to the river, discover
see my reflection in ripples
i think i need you a little
more than i’d admit
i find it hard to reminisce
feel my stomach start to twist
and now i’m back with those i miss
woahhh

cuz im nothing like him
you’re not the person i remember
i’ll just disappear into the trees
like i did back in december
my voice is cracking as i talk,
on the phone, i watch the clock
why won’t time just ever stop
why wasn’t i enough?
enter the forest, forget life,
i’ve done this shit for the last time. 

enter the forest, forget life
i’ve done this shit for the last time x2

enter the forest, forget life

enter the forest, forget life [p. jolst x saint tomorrow]

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enter the forest, forget life [jolst x saint tomorrow]

So what if I leave you 
Still stuck in my head cause I need you
I hated the sequel I wonder if I didn’t call would I see you
So whyd she go and lie to me
I keep my head down I’m running from what’s inside of me 
And I can love you but honestly my anxiety 
I’m cutting wrists to avoid that there’s nothing of me

So, go
I don’t wanna be here I’m alone
Cut me hold the knife up to my throat
Twist it then you pull it from my bone
Puppet when ur putting on a show

I don’t wanna be here I’m alone
Cut me hold the knife up to my throat
Twist it then you pull it from my bone
Puppet when ur putting on a show

And I can give you everything you ask of me 
It’s not blasphemy 
You don’t have to leave
I’m a tragedy
It’s always one after the other, never after me

So, go
I don’t wanna be here I’m alone
Cut me hold the knife up to my throat
Twist it then you pull it from my bone
Puppet when ur putting on a show

And I can give you everything you ask of me 
It’s not blasphemy 
You don’t have to leave
I’m a tragedy
It’s always one after the other, never after me

So, go
Leave me in the bottom of a hole
Staring down a barrel with my soul at stake
I wanna fade away
I wanna die today
I tried yesterday

So, go
I don’t wanna be here I’m alone
Cut me hold the knife up to my throat
Twist it then you pull it from my bone
Puppet when ur putting on a show

So, Go (prod. jolst)

hey, thx 4 listening, seriously.
this is the first song i've mixed completely from scratch,
so i hope it doesn't sound too foul 
prod. @prodskellington <3
cover art sketch by @bleulmao

~~~lyrics~~~
a minute away
i’m gonna fade
back into the nothing
shit what do you say
fear to be fake
look at my face
fucking disgusting
throughout the day

i can’t talk if i can’t even breathe out
she seems off there’s gotta be a reason
raindrops fall everywhere i don’t need it
think this calls for the death of a weakness

check, check, check,
troubled mind, covered ears
less, less, less, chitter-chat full of tears
let’s, let’s, let’s, get the fuck outta here
can’t afford being gone
but i’ve lost will to care again

the cycle ends
what’s the point in this
low love, slow thumbs, so numb

winter crept upon my hands
and all i am’s ideas through a screen
is it true that you were never meant to be?

troubled mind, covered ears [prod. skellington]

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