track 01.

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LYRICS:

(INTRO) 

Been a few years,
Been a few years,
All alone,
Lost all of my fucking peers,
fucking peers,
Ain't want nothing,
Til' I Just sit in tears 
Sit in tears 
Looking out my bedroom window 
Like where the fuck have I been 
All this time 
Can't see it 
on my own 
Til you showed me the way 
I wasn't meant to see 
Wasn't meant to be 
Fucking me up mentally 
You hit it off instantly 
I saw you with him down the street 
If you said you needed me 
Then you never needed me 
I was there every single day 
Even when you said you feeling me 
But in the end I'm on my own 
Tryna piece together 
All the memories I need to hold 
And even if you saying no

(BRIDGE)

I'll be the one in the snow 
I've been chasing all this time 
You said gun it out my mind 
Now we gone, forever time 
Looking for the pieces I can't find 
Inside my fucking mind
I've been chasing fame 
Like I've been running a whole marathon 

(VERSE)

Figure it all out 
What you told me
When we broke up 
I'm not one for feelings 
But you riding on mine 
Shows off
It's been to fucking long 
Since I've been 
Letting it all out
what you wanted then 
Is not what I've been 
thinking bout yeah 
Don't need obsessive bitches 
just assess what you done wrong
Cause I don't wanna play these games
I think you did me wrong uh

(OUTRO)

did me wrong 
I'm not in the zone 
For the mental halt 
what you know 
I've seen it before
Told you If you called 
Tell me lies 
Your face I despise 
I don't need no eyes 
Only mine 
Look straight at the prize 
Cause I'm getting 
OLD

Seventeen  Pt.1

Stitches

Stitches (intro)

bottomless pit in your image
spending my nights trying to dive right through
end of my rope where i sit and wait for
something to hold onto
spinning through grey and green interests

swallow my prying hands
caught in some lie that i built for you
in cauterized wounds from a burning truth:
there’s nothing to, nothing to do
but wait til i feel like it’s finished

of course
the lighthouse
it shines
down on this shipwreck

everything good leads into a dead end
everything bad leads to an extension
head in the sand, no communication
self-sabotage, but still feel abandoned

minuscule hitch i prod and poke
when things are too good, uncomfortable
i look for a reason, however small
then distance myself away from it all

and regret

is this…
it feels like…
unsure…
is this loss or not?

7 lines leaving their imprint

is this loss? (demo)

lyrics; https://genius.com/Ms-claire-dont-know-lyrics
ft. @nibslmao

DON'T KNOW (ft. Nibs) (prod. SAYONARA)

lyrics; https://genius.com/Ms-claire-so-what-lyrics
produced by and featuring @nibslmao