Preludes

Blue Bell Chill

Adventure Album Vol. 3

Multiverse Travel

Control

Luna

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SUMMER SECRETS

Retaliaton   Lucki, Yung Lean, Joeyy

crazysobriety

Nasty werk

"psychose"

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(FREE) JID x Dreamville Type Beat "psychose"

i hope i don't cause you stress
borderline psycho when without my meds
i've been dancing in the dark to distract my head
withdrawal is brutal when you're on your own

i cope via dance with death
entranced with dark arts oh i've learned a lot
abusing all these chemicals to get some rest
withdrawal is brutal when it's all you've got

so join me in my ritual
see the world the way i do
methodical it's simple dear
replace our neurochemicals
we talk with higher spirits here
don't use your fuckings words love
speak strictly through your body dear
show me sm ineffible

i hope i'm not wasting breath
i just chase passion when i should get help
dancing to our song to distract myself
withdrawal is brutal when you neglect your health

another night of shaking in withdrawal (neverforever)

i can see straight thru the walls tonight
spirits in my room glow an amber light
if i take another i can see what it's like
i don't have to suffer baby i don't have to fight
if i take another i can feel alright
if u take one too we can love tonight

everything around's growing frost on it's surface
i can't even tell if this life was worth it
manipulating sound for emotional purpose
they all get it wrong at this point i feel it's intentional

incredible, how u read the lines wrong
every time, my heart is not defined strong
but it's alright, in time i'll be just fine love
but not tonight, for now i just decay here
maybe in our dreams we could stay there
painting pretty scenes of our pained stares

what is the point of this
what do u expect me to do
im not gonna fucking come back
from a song u wrote, based in feelings that are not true
even if u admit what u did wrong too
girl i've moved on
my pain is based in something else now since u left
and you had your chance but you failed every test
you should put it to rest
i've became friends with death
i can feel his presense in every breath
i'm not even capable of stress no more
fuck a bottle i need six more
crushed pills on the white tile floor
and unknown chemicals from an online store


one more for good measure (neverforever)

crazysobriety

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