I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

(nova crashout)
im a fuckign F@g
i know that you dont care
im lsot in the sauce
im lost in jerking off
youre adultering my adulting
fucking up my life
no matter how many chords that i play 
ill never be enough

just a guy
im just another guy

cast me aside
like im nothing
throw me out
im not bluffing
youre my girl
and im not your boy
when you speak
i see their cum in your teeth

just a guy
Im just another guy to you

GUYYYY TOOOOO YOUUUUUUUUU

just a guy

“So come at me—break your form. This is home... inside the storm.”
“Thunderborn” is a high-voltage anthem of chaos, laughter, and unstoppable battlelust — channeled through the electric soul of Luck Voltia.
Driven by surging guitar riffs and razor-sharp verses, the track captures the essence of a fighter who feels most alive in the eye of the storm.
This is more than power — it’s euphoria wrapped in lightning. It’s madness turned into joy, pain turned into play. Luck doesn’t fight to survive.
He fights because nothing else compares.

Thunderborn

Woke up again today
With no missions and zero strength
I don't know how to play
And I don't want to anyway
Need to delete this game
And go back to another save

But my hard drive's fucked
Zero charisma, zero luck
I don't have any skills
Or the XP to fix my build

The simulation's fucked
Everything and everybody sucks
NPCs hate my guts
I wanna quit, want to log off
I'm not having any fun

(My hard drive's fucked) I'm not having any fun
(Zero charisma, zero luck) I'm not having any fun
(The simulation's fucked) I'm not having any fun
(I'm not having any fun) I'm not having any fun

Life is an RPG and I Fucked Up My Build

Written and Composed by that one dude who makes music in With love, mom and Gezebelle Gaburgably(snail)
Lyrics:
I Wanna be the one you fucking love
I’m not like those other chumps
I know I talk like a loser
I know I talk like a loser
I wanna be close to you
I wanna hear how do you do
I wanna hear your voice in the morning
But I can’t

You don't trust me
Your fucking stupid
Your so exclusive
Your so compusive
Can't believe that you would fucking do this
I've through this
And you knew this
I'm done spiraling
And die in circling
Cycling and dialing
But you're just worsening
Don't come in I'm gaming
I'm waiting
For this player 
I'm 100 snail slayer

I Wanna be the one you fucking love
I’m not like those other chumps
I know I talk like a loser
I know I talk like a loser
I wanna be close to you
I wanna hear how do you do
I wanna hear your voice in the morning
But I can’t x2
 
Your so perfect
I Like the way that you took my heart
But is it worth it?
Cause your not in my arms
I’m not perfect
But I guess I wish I was
I wanna see you
I wanna feel you

PROMISCUOUS ANIMOSITY ft. GEZEBELLE GABURGABLY

Internet Friends

Fried by Screentime

Fried By Screen Time

i was raised by a place
ive been on since i was eight
or maybe 9, the internet,
sat online, on the world wide web

everything i've ever seen
ever learnt, its from a screen
and who i am today
was influenced by the way
i was raised on the World Wide Web
raised by the Internet

raised by the World Wide Web
don't have any real life friends
mind melted by the internet
World Wide Web

i was raised online
i was raised online
maybe that is why
i came out behind
all the other kids
all cause i had unrestricted
access to the internet

knowledge at my fingertips
and everything that any kid
really shouldn't be seeing when
he's browsing at the age of ten
terrorist beheadings
and anything with death in it
propaganda, fucking goatse
i came out so fucking lonely

raised by the World Wide Web
im anxious with every breath
cause i was raised by the world wide web
World Wide Web

Raised By The World Wide Web

can't even read a book
my head's too cooked 

not even if i tried
my brain's too fried

a slave to dopamine
a flesh machine

a short attention span
blame instagram

i'm just an addict
need my kicks, it's sick

can't even watch tv
must see my screen

i'm just dead inside
can't cry (i've tried)

i only laugh at memes
living the dream

prison
my laptop's a prison 
my cell phone's a prison
my pc's a prison
please let me out
 
rectangular prison 
liquid crystal prison
silicon prison
and i can't get out

my phone is a prison 
they're all fucking prisons
give me parole
and let me out
 
i don't get a lawyer
i don't get a trial
i get 20 to life
and i can't get out

what keeps me up at night 
my phone's blue light

i hold it my hand 
just to fall asleep

it makes me feel secure
stockholm syndrome

just waiting for the bell
the buzz, the beep

like a parasite
i live on bytes

i see red thing i click
to get my fix

"it makes you satisfied",
they said (they lied)

refresh the page again
might change, must check

prison
my laptop's a prison 
my cell phone's a prison
my pc's a prison
please let me out
 
rectangular prison 
liquid crystal prison
silicon prison
and i can't get out

my phone is a prison 
they're all fucking prisons
give me parole
and let me out
 
i don't get a lawyer
i don't get a trial
i got 20 to life...

just one shot at life
i guess i lose

i'm playing a game 
i did not choose

stuck here in my cell
a living hell

the devil is a dell
samsung
intel

rectangular prison

Rectangular Prison

I got this special disease
It makes it very hard for me
To understand or realize what's advertised
It makes me seem a little weird
Say things that seem a little queer
And I think too much about this and that and such and such

Autism in my brain
I'm special what can I say
Fluoride and cell phone rays
Radiated plastic face
Yeah y'know I got some rhythm
Maybe that's just autism
I'm a special boy what can I say

I got this special disease
It's sweeping 'cross the country
If you stare too long at computer screens you might end up like me
Don't listen to celebrities
Don't listen to the companies
They wanna warp your mind, it happens all the time

Autism in my brain
I'm special what can I say
Fluoride and cell phone rays
Radiated plastic face
Yeah y'know I got some rhythm
Maybe that's just autism
I'm a special boy what can I say

Autism

a goofy little song i wrote lol i hope you enjoy!

lyrics:
solo part

she is death and she brings fear all while she wears her pink cat ears
shes ready to shoot ready to aim to settle some scores to cross out some names
she keeps a tec-9 tucked in her maid dress and a hi-point under her desk
one day shes gonna kick down those doors and when she does you better hit. the. floor.

solo part

nyaaatural selection
nyaaatural selection 

solo part again

cans of monster and a 20 round mag roll around her hello kitty bag
as she walks the hall up and down under her breath she counts down
the time has come the times today to set things right to make them pay
shes not looking for absolution she just wants her retribution


(the catgirls name is eirca harris)

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

NEGATIVE XP