@tacoreyun: lol i fw him heavy but not trying to sound like him on purpose thanks for listening bro

I like this song a lot. Good job on production

përctivated

Trëndi

Fukit

Wat ü want (prod. Benjicold)

DIGITAL (REMASTERED)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lh537umWWc8&t=65s

[FREE FOR PROFIT] DEKO X 8BIT TYPE BEAT “Type any text here” (prod. livxloner)

Treasure Chest • Dani Steez

prod skellington - https://www.youtube.com/@skellingtonforever/featured

wish you were here when i'm down
only got memories now
stuck with the past cus the past didn't last
now i just cry all year round
missing you through the seasons
summertime with the warm, bright evenings
do what i can to erase all the pain
but end up just feeling the same
it’s been a while since we called, i miss your voice
i pick the paint off of the wall cus what’s the point
i hate the concept of time 
wishing for void
swallow me whole please i’m so sick of this noise

hoping to delete my mind
too many thoughts from when you were mine
our timelines no longer cross each others
these cold nights i just play your covers

everydays a nightmare
scary faces, scary thoughts
used to hold me very tightly
used to calm my racing pulse 
but now you've become a stranger when you used to be my home
i lost my home that night, now you're the parasite that stole my sight

you stole my sight (skellington)

Gettin Money (prod. melokaj)

Pilgrimage Song belongs to the indie video game Impasto, based on Spanish painter Francisco De Goya's Dark Paintings.

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Lyrics:
En el monte y en la ciudad susurrante
Todos saben bien lo que es el mal, el mal de antes
Mis viajes no me enseñaron a callar
Me vistieron de otra realidad y heme aquí

Antes que nada permitan que hoy
Tras tanta locura, me aclare la voz
Y antes que nada desnuden su honor
Y denle al que diga que no...

Alas de corcho y papel
Que no se pueden mover
No terminan de ver
Que al que no ven le dan

Alas de la carne y la tierra
Alas que no sienten dolor
Alas que ha forjado la guerra
Y que ya no son de Dios

Puebla el viento y la siento en mi al respirarte:
Nos rodea bien la soledad, un gigante
Y aunque hierva en la fuerza de la intimidad
No conserva del todo su amargo perfil

Dejo en herencia solo esta canción
Y así el que la quiera le diga al que no
Que dejo refleja una libre ilusión
Y así uno termina su adiós

Alas de corcho y papel
Que no se pueden mover
No terminan de ver
Que al que no ven le dan

Alas de la carne y la tierra
Alas que no sienten dolor
Alas que ha forjado la guerra
Y que ya no son de Dios

Pilgrimage Song

why else but to stay occupied?

He's fed up with love
She's fed up with love
Is he breathing tonight?
Is she breathing tonight?
My entire soul hurts
What the fuck do you take for that?

I stayed up all night and then I took some mushrooms
I wanted to hallucinate and think that I could touch you

Turn the light off, hide now
Looking for the peak, let's climb now

I fell asleep in the living room
'Cause I'm so scared of my bedroom closet

Monsters in my window too
Thought I saw your face in one, please just stop it

Wish I had a little piece of you inside my pocket
Fading fast, the quicksand is way too strong, this is nonsense

Knees deep in an eight ball
Miss small if you aim small
Try to find the feeling that made you want me so bad

Looking for my toe tag
It's too late to go back
I don't think you love me but tonight we can pretend

He's fed up with love
She's fed up with love
Is he breathing tonight?
Is she breathing tonight?
My entire soul hurts
What the fuck do you take for that?

Do you have a pill for me?

hypercritical of myself (prod. Morfoz x XET)

no longer a graveyard

previously homeless street-crawling computer nerd that can drive a semi truck. lived approximately 12 lives to date. never backed down from a fight.

hypercritical of myself (prod. Morfoz x XET)

𝕊ℂℝ𝔸ℙ𝕊 (@originalplaguedoctor)

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