produced by sk8miles

completely non profit

lyrics

so who showed up to ur funeral?
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)
only saw your family pulling up with all their caseroles 
(I been, I been, waiting on a hearse)
for every moment u spent living I sat here alone
( I don't, know why, u make me think of funerals)
but at the gruesome end I ask u where'd ur friends go
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)

we live our lives online and wonder why we're so alone
i go outside to get reminded not to leave my home
you should lighten up and maybe then u'll find a bit of hope
you should be shutting up man I don't even care a bit at all

computer screens and actors
lights off n my back hurts
car wheels roll backwards
lives lost like captives
dying youngs in fashion
I live that gutter life no mansions
no handouts no pensions 
wear my body out for my paycheck
don't say nothing, don't spray it
I been in my head of late just brain me
take a .45 or a mil' o' 9 and send the lead out of my cranium
brain splatter on pavement
all of the grey matter just wasted
if u want something just take it
can't be assed complaining bout it

thoughts tracked on a post it
can't connect at all with humans (humans)
something broke in my brain machine
I can't talk to u without booze in me
(did u find ur halo?)
so friends come n they always leave
but that's fine tho it's alright with me
I've found the way that I'm meant to be
all alone I can finally breathe 
(did u find ur halo?)
let me breathe
bury me in mulch n rotten leaves
(did u find ur halo?)
July will mark the two years that I've grieved
why waste ur time I beg you don't believe in me
(did u find ur halo?)

so will u show up to my funeral?
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)
only saw my family pulling up with bottled alcohol
(I been, I been, waiting on a hearse)
keep the numbers low I had no friends that they could get involved
(I don't, know why, u make me think of funerals)
shout out to my ones across the world I'll never see at all
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)

banking on a funeral (sk8miles)

this is not a british accent fuck u

produced by yungspoiler and daks9k

originally performed by 9tails

completely non profit

lyrics:

talking up just to talk backwards
actor
i remember when the enemies where not a factor
gotta move different cus of outbursts of my temper
i might be an asshole but the truths what matters
splatter
all my deep down thoughts get shattered
on my new reboks plant matter
and it coned out raw
smoke that spliff then wrote this song

holding in smoke face
blue man group 
loud way too loud
man it smell like poop
but enough about me
tell me more about you
did your friend text back?
did u link that dude?

treat him like a main or a strong number 2
u about to break with the weight on u
put the faith in him but he always falls thru
lately i just hope that im not that dude
u aint really done nothing bad say u (say who?)
i been getting pew pewed every other song
drop
drop bombs and support gonna cease i guess
profit increase so does everybody's needs i guess
vampires when i bleed i guess
when i fuck off now u fuck me i guess
smoke my weed then kiss ur teeth whats next

im sorry friend
could we make amends? 
its the second call 
but ima call again
im on a variety of shit
its only 2pm
bottles concious n spliff
all beside me n the whip

i want decemeber 
there wasnt as many plans
that i felt bad for missing
to really see what i can
do with these hands
do with this brain 
and the subject matter inside
u leave im working
im eager
something i could never hide
something i could never hide
no
no

i get too deep in it
mind overdrive
my thoughts override
as fear overrides my shit
coarse cough got me fucked up
with the blood spit
yuck

some_ missed_ calls_ (yungspoiler x daks9k)

produced by sk8miles
completely non profit
lyrics:

shawty hit me with that vac seal
no gorilla grip
she go on to talk dick sand 
and how im pussy whipped 
glad u can agree that u and i
are a perfect fit 
if we talk about the premise, 
u and i, i guess we're caving in 

caving in 
seems that all i do is fuel some version of the pain im in
glad u getting me n what i've learnt from eating pavement
said the monster looking back on everything he did
i need my medicine 

my feet lost the ground 
i am still not found
I'ma hack at this ounce
blow smoke down and make clouds 
my feet lost the ground
i am still not found
I'ma hack at this ounce 
blow smoke down and make clouds 

so we dress up
and we pub crawl
eatin on her ___
'til i get lockjaw
u gotta love me for the way i am
swear the more the that she could hurt me;
only make me more attached 
blowing smoke into a fan
while she's sleeping in my bed around like 2am
i just crack my beer n touch the cieling crush n toss the can 
lucky im all out of barz cus knowing me id take the chance bro

my bad, love u
that's a lot of vodka for someone 5 foot
hard world. pull thru.
no one gives a fuck and that's a hard truth
but you make me feel alright
better at least than most nights 
it's complex the state of my mind
but she just says to shut up 
and get the knife
 

good point, but i have a knife (sk8miles)

prod by caves 


click click 
light up the cannon 
smoke till this pain stop
or i kick the can and 
this blunt heal my wounds
my new shoes from japan 
and, don’t think of her
anymore, i can’t stand it 

i know where you’ve been 
know where you set off 
i know where you get on the bus
and you get off 
she say that i’m crazy 
she don’t know the half of it 
my vision blurry
i don’t know what’s happening

she took my hands
into hers
told me “everything will be okay 
just stay right there”
i got two cuts 
on my face 
she looks scared 
but i promise i would never hurt you
baby i swear … 

you thought you got away,
i’m afraid it’s bad luck 
you just wanna drink alone 
and chill inside the bathtub 
already know she keep a key under the mat, tucked 
hope that you didn’t think that you would get away with that, love .. 
6 months have passed 
since we were matched up 
thought that you could play me, 
block my number and get gassed up 
now i’m climbing up your stairs and i’ve got bad blood
wonder if you’ll recognise my face under this mask, love 

she saw me in the mirror, frozen. 
“don’t try to run baby it’s over
i wrote you everyday for months” 
i was crying as i told her
“now i gotta do something i hate, girl yeah you know i cant control it” 
she tried to scream and shut the door,
but back in pinewood, soul was stolen

“i’ll call the cops” i said “what for” 
i just want a conversation, open up the door 
i see your heart drop on the floor 
if i can’t have you no one can, i couldn’t ask for more 

click click 
light up the cannon 
smoke till this pain stop
or i kick the can and 
this blunt heal my wounds
my new shoes from japan 
and, don’t think of her
anymore, i can’t stand it

bad luck (caves)

𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧<3

𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊.
come around
ik im a fuck up jus a let down
but we could run away my love, from this town<3
gaze inside her eyes been filled w/ hate now
need 2 stay down
really need sum backup
u know ur the only one i want luv
cant fkn take this aching make my chest numb
you the one i want luv

𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕.
cant even snap back 2 this snapchat
got 80 ounce in this backpack
making lame shit on this old mac
while my friends out in their pontiac
how are you so contagious
holding back on my anguish
'cardi rocks when im anxious
blood n mud on these pages
she dont talk but her eyes flirt
louis v n that black skirt
pulling up in that chrysler
bloody shirt n my chest hurts

𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚞𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚊. 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕.
come around
ik im a fuck up jus a let down
but we could run away my love, from this town<3
gaze inside her eyes been filled w/ hate now
need 2 stay down
really need sum backup
u know ur the only one i want luv
cant fkn take this aching make my chest numb
you the one i want luv

ep w/ bry soon also~ if you've read this far then thank you all sm for all of the support this past year, and just in general if you listen to any of my stuff. it genuinely means the whole world. ily all sm<3

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let_down w/ residential. (ushanka boy)

hold the applause
produced by @prodbybrody
featuring @sewerperson
mixed by nine to 5 and sewerperson

lyrics:
both:
so won't you hold the applause
cause its all that i got
i know its not a lot, but it feeds me the strength that i would need to move on

nine to 5:
I did all the things that i said i would
Try to push me to the side but you never could no
I’m breaking through the walls it’s competitive
Now im taking to the bottle like a sedative woah

After all of this time and i still get it wrong
I won’t tell you what you wanted hear no more
Yeah you played me a game tryna get up the score
But i aint finished yet i’m still coming for more

So won’t you hold the applause
Cuz its all that i got
You tore it apart
It was doomed from the start
Fallin for your mirage 

Falling from nothing
But oh its so exciting
To go
To these places i aint been before
You took hold my body sunk it into the floor

going insane, my body is sore
i feel a lot different than i did before
seasons have changed, i'm closing these doors
i'm burning these bridges can't take anymore
so take all i am, i'll do what i can
but nothing will satisfy you in the end
but i understand, it's all gone as planned
you fucked up my head but i'll take what i can

sewerperson:
Seventeen nights in the grip of cold hands
Baby i try do u right while u just doing what u can
Wails heard thru the night from somewhere deep inside the branch
Toss out a flare we can light up the world
Ash floats thru the air as this fire unfurls
Tell me how this shit compare to a night better spent
Watch The banshee touch down on to the charring grasslands

Won’t you hold the applause
Cause its all that I got
I know its not a lot but it feeds me the strength I would need to move on
With her taste on my tongue
And my hand on my heart
I cant be what u need but I swear on my life I will be what u want
With the grace of a wisp
She comes right around and attaches to my hip
She whispers are u scared and I said maybe just a bit
U know I cant lie when u look at me like this
When u look me in my eyes
I know u could see into my soul into my mind
U know I know I could never get away with lying
That’s why its the truth that without u id rather die

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hold the applause ft. sewerperson (prod. brody)

sewerperson - invincible (skip 45 secs)

lyrics

Yeah you think that you's a bad bitch
You really just a bad bitch
Margiela on you're body
But we know that you ain't that rich

Yeah you think that you the man
Taylor Swift, you just average
Always on your hands and knees
Eat dick like a savage

I can't believe that I got used to loving you
I can't believe that I would even fuck with you
You got my whole world inverted like Shinji
Flip it upside-down like I was smoking on that 50

You know I ain't nothing like you girl you know that
Had to break away from all the drama to show that
You a devil sent from hell, maybe somewhere below that
Yeah you need a remote, for your temper control that

Yeah we've all been sick of that
You a bop and that's a fact
You took my heart I took it back
Yeah, yeah

Got a new cut (huh), had to get my shit straight
Smoke a few G's (huh), now I'm feeling light weight
Aura so dark (huh), pupil's cannot dilate
Perk boot a bitch up, look like she had an update (date)

Bet you wish that I would miss you (you)
Miss a bitch that's fucking ran through (through)
Mahito I might curse you (you)
Like some dough I had to toss you

Look in the mirror, what do you see?
Pussy so ratchet it smell like the sea
Barnacle baby go get your degree
Can't open that door if you don't have a key

Yeah, yeah
I feel like a brand new man, new person
Too bad for you your condition has worsened
Too bad that you're really a burden

Yeah you think that you's a bad bitch
You really just a bad bitch
Margiela on you're body
But we know that you ain't that rich

Yeah you think that you the man
Taylor Swift, you just average
Always on your hands and knees
Eat dick like a savage

I can't believe that I got used to loving you
I can't believe that I would even fuck with you
You got my whole world inverted like Shinji
Flip it upside-down like I was smoking on that 50

You know I ain't nothing like you girl you know that
Had to break away from all the drama to show that
You a devil sent from hell, maybe somewhere below that
Yeah you need a remote, for your temper control that

Yeah we've all been sick of that
You a bop and that's a fact
You took my heart I took it back

(Written by: Jack LaBrie)

inverted (prod. Rollie)

DEATH GONE FIND ME (prod . jaechii x youngboip)

❣6 missed calls (ft. noah2000 and lil skele) (prod. nevrfall)❣

s/o https://soundcloud.com/cay2o for beat sauce

lyrics:

me:
you're the only one who stayed here, but i can't feel you when you lay here
i know you're jus layin next to me, but in my mind im living a tragedy.

i think im gonna go ghost, but it only lasts for a couple hours
she said that i do the most, um, she don't know me at all
i fall to the ground so easily
i lay in bed just to keep the peace
you fell in love with me that was the problem we're fucked in the head and we know that we probably 
can't go much longer we're stuck in somber 
it's almost the end of october, and we still can't keep fighting.
im fighting for you i hope you're telling the truth cause i been stuck in this mindset and i been holdin onto you.
all of my trust is abandoned, i lay in bed and i count my bands then 
wake up and put on my pants and
slip and fall on all my chances.

skele: 
me n kais in the back 
got racks on me 
2 gs on a coat 
n we still eat 
don’t get why u sad when u see me 
but ion say shit 
i jus wanna keep the peace 
i feel like ghandi i keep me a piece 
i’m skipping class man fuck a degree 
i’m tryna get rich while i’m chasing a dream
im tryna tour like over the seas
no way
you make a month what i make in a day 
he like to talk but got nothing to say 
i keep a band just in case that it rains 
why u so mad when u talking to me 
i swear i love u don’t gotta be mean
i swear that i love when u laying w me 
but u push me away by the end of the week

axstn:
i just wanna know what she's playin ain't got shit to say cus i know that she fakin
love is a drug that i'm cravin 
bitchin on the phone bout me likw we're datin
they say don't love no more
bitchin bout they're life while they closin the door
said i can't ever trust no more cus im sick of this shit i've done this before
i don't know what's next
is there something left
i don't have a choice
so imma call it quits x2

hold the applause ft. sewerperson (prod. brody)

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