I listened to this 2 years ago because of a breakup I had. I’ve been happier without her ever since.

bumped ts since 9th grade nd im graduated now

This reminds me of mag.lo and honestly, fuck yeah🔥🔥🔥

🥷🏻

YouTube Video
https://youtu.be/Yi-MUbpqURA

"WARM AGAIN" by Odd Earthling(@oddearthling)
Featuring Swordzzman and fvckbaylee

ODD EARHTLING
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"The Crybox Selection" Official Spotify Playlist : sptfy.com/crybox​

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Odd Earthling - WARM AGAIN (ft Swordzzman & Fvckbaylee )

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Freddie Sunshine’s “Cross the Sun” delivers a care-free medley of genre blends from Alt R&B to Punk while effortlessly weaving his inner thoughts on angsty summer flings and their undoubtable end. It supports solid engineering mixed with DIY culture.

Cross th Sun

→ Stream on Spotify ←

Cross the Sun

DISORDER

DISASTER

**LIVE NOW ON ALL PLATFORMS**
LYRICS:
you can’t save me from myself
throw my heart into a wishing well
though it ended, i wish you well
captivated by your spell
(x2)

by your spell, your spell, your spell oh woa
you built up a wall jus to push me off
& i hate that i miss you when you piss me off
n what if my best is never enough

n i aint wanna take it slow myself
but, being what it was i couldn’t help it
now that im without you im in hell
might need you to love me can’t love myself..

n you can’t save me
but you can’t push me away
but i need something …
i need something to crave …

you can’t save me
but you can’t push me away
n i need something 
i need something today 

you can’t save me from myself
throw my heart into a wishing well
though it ended, i wish you well
captivated by your spell
(x2)

by your spell, your spell, your spell oh woa

SPOTIFY & APPLE MUSIC!

phase:15 [prod.mystxry]

Art Work: Baphomet Kun
Prod: POPPA x Zaniiel

Comedown

Cashing Out For Covens - 
want my heart? u gonna run or something?
tippen and toen up in the dark u ain’t pursuing loven 
drug uh cold hearted bitch out uh pit of nothing 
sippen the potion with all the witches of the local coven

in the mist kissin knives in dark house, fuck it
trippen on my life, might i drug it 
sniffin up my fumes, while i wasn’t 
sicken by my tomb, but i dug it

i been pissin out blunt smoke, and dancin at night 
give less of uh fuck bout u pussies alright
i fuck drunk just for uh new piece of mind
this air gets cold when u breathin what am i 

what am i, caught up in time, fuckas like me gonna burn 
in sharpened place where all u other fuckas turn
pessimism pricks they make us with uh heart of worth 
just to be aware of how much all the endings hurt

put the blade through my mothafuckin heart hoe
maybe i’ll go in shade despite bein ,one of the lost souls
holdin myself with cane, i ain’t talkin bout the walk tho 
puffin up in the rain pressure gonna leave u lost hoe, lost hoe

sippen all the rosea but head heavy from all my stash
skippen across the bridge that be turnin these fuckas ash
huffin on hotter fumes then the dragon us druggys clash
fucken around in depths that go deeper then all the cash 

want my heart? u gonna run or something?
tippen and toen up in the dark u ain’t pursuing loven 
drug uh cold hearted bitch out uh pit of nothing 
sippen the potion with all the witches of the local coven

in the mist kissin knives in dark house, fuck it
trippen on my life, might i drug it 
sniffin up my fumes, while i wasn’t 
sicken by my tomb, but i dug it
-
-
-
what am i, caught up in time, fuckas like me gonna burn 
in sharpened place where all u other fuckas turn
pessimism pricks they make us with uh heart of worth 
just to be aware of how much all the endings hurt

put the blade through my mothafuckin heart hoe
maybe i’ll go in shade despite bein ,one of the lost souls
holdin myself with cane, i ain’t talkin bout the walk tho 
puffin up in the rain pressure gonna leave u lost hoe, lost hoe

Cashing Out For Covens

Cashing Out For Covens - (prod.by zzzxrian x Chok0ne

big dripp

LYRICS:

YOU EVER LOVE A NIGGA THEN HE GONE?

I HAVE I HAVE 
I PUT THAT THOUGHT INSIDE OF MANY SONGS
DRINKING BY MYSELF AGAIN

DRINK UNTIL THE HENNY’S GONE
IS WHAT THEY TELL YOU
IF YOU PASSED IT RIP OUT ANY BONG
ADVICE TO KEEP YOUR HEALTH A 10

IM TIRED ALL THESE NIGGAS WRONG
TIRED OF LISTENING TO NIGGAS THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS SHIT
ISAIAH AINT MY FRIEND OVER A WORD
BUT A MAN WITH THE SAME NAME FUCKING WITH ME THAT’S OBSURD 
I PUT MY HEART AND SOUL IN THIS SHIT HOE 
YOU MUST NOT HAVE HEARD

HOW COULD YOU NOT BITCH I BEEN YELLING MORE THAN EVEN
GETTING OFF POT HOP OFF THE TOP LIGHT AS A FEATHER
LETTING THE COP SLIP ON THE CUFFS AND IF HE DOING IT TOO ROUGH
I LOOK AT MOMMA LIKE WHATEVER

MAKE HER CRY ONE TOO MANY A TIME
SHE SEE ME GROW COLDER AS IM GETTING OLDER 
I TOLD HER IT’S FINE

I HOLD HER SHE BLIND FROM THE TEARS IN HER EYES
SHE WANT ME TO FIND MY LIFE IN THESE 

RHYMES IN MY HEAD IN A LINE
MY PAIN AND MY STRIFE
EVERY MOMENT MY LIFE
CLOSING IN ON ME

WHY

DO I FEEL THE NEED TO DO MORE THAN THESE OTHERS
CUZ IN THIS LIFE IVE LOST SOME BROTHERS, THAT’S RIGHT

NIGGAS CANT TELL IF THEY LOVE ME FOR REAL OR
THEY JUST WANNA STEAL MY ATTENTION

I MENTION A NIGGA ONE TIME AND HE FREAK 
I BE BREAKING THEY HEARTS AND THEN MAKING THEY WEEKS

IT’S A BLESSING TO KNOW THAT MY STRESSING BOUT ART 
IS IMPRESSING TO NIGGAS THAT LESSEN THEY VALUE 
AS WELL AS YOU NIGGAS THAT LOVE THE IMPROVEMENT
I JUST LOVE TO HOP ON THE MIC AND THEN LOSE IT

SO FUCK ALL YOU PEOPLE 
I DO WHAT I WANT
I DONT WANT NO ONE CALLING MY SHOTS
FOR ME 
TORE ME APART

FUCK THE TOBACCO IT KILLING OUR HEARTS
AND FUCK ALL THE OPIATES I WONT EVEN START

SOME OF US WANT IT 
AND SOME OF US DONT
JUST LEAVE THE SUCCEEDING TO NIGGAS THAT WONT

GIVE UP AND THROW THEY SHOT AWAY
LIVE UP TO WHAT MY APPA SAY

I’LL RUN IT
FOR ALL YOU NIGGAS HATING ON MY STYLE
AND ALL YOU NIGGAS TOWING PISTOLS TALKING WILD
THIS MY THERAPY

DONT GET IT CONFUSED…
I DO THIS SHIT SO I WILL NOT GO BLOW A FUSE 
AND A HURT A HUMAN ANY HUE
HOE WOULD YOU BUG IF I WAS BLUE?
IF I LOOKED MORE LIKE YOU?
IF I DID WHAT YOU EXPECTED
IN A WAY YOU THOUGHT WAS COOL?
BITCH IM TRYNA DISECT IT

HOW I GET THROUGH
TO PEOPLE THAT DONT WANNA LISTEN
THEY VERY COMFORTABLE HATING, 
DEBATING SHIT THAT AINT CHANGING
CUZ THERE AINT ENOUGH AT STAKE AND
NOBODY OWNING THET FATE
OR THE FOOD ON THEY PLATE
OR THE THOUGHTS IN THEY HEAD
I DONT NEED THOTS IN MY BED
I NEED A LOT TO MY NAME
I NEED A PLOT FOR MY GRAVE THAT
WILL EVENTUALLY NOT BE
THERE IS NO POINT TO BE COCKY
OR TRY TO BE ASAP ROCKY 
NIGGAS WANNA FREE ASAP ROCKY MORE THAN
NIGGAS WANNA FREE THEYSELVES 
BITCH ARE YOU WELL PLEASE LET YOURSELF OUT THE CELL

I WANNA LET THESE NIGGAS KNOW THAT I AM DOING FINE
I WANNA LET YOU NIGGAS KNOW THAT GOT THROUGH IT FINE
AND I DONT WANT YOU NIGGAS DYING OVER ME OR MINE
AND I DONT WANT YOU PEOPLE CRYING 

never let another human tell you what you can do
cuz what man do is inside of your mind

free

THERAPY (PROD. WENDIGO)

All Inquires (Production/Features/Collabs/A nice chat): 

Email:
gaothearsonist@gmail.com

Instagram:
@guywithanoldasslaptop

Lyrics:
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.
beam of light at 3:05 in the A.M.
screen on, typed up 3 + lines just to waste them,
daybreak seconds away, reckon I can taste when,
the night dies,
me? I like your phenotypes through the webcam,
peace of mind, I see outlines of incandescence,
sun of today's stubborn, duvet covers stuffed with best damn, substitute for comfort lose my head.

'pose I owe the loneliness to hours even evening skies sleep.
only pillow talk I dribble out is cursing with the cotton in my teeth.

sticky sheets, the liquids reeking as they mix,
pretty pink from the seamen and the wrists, (yah)
fluids diluted by sweat seeping from my skin.
pity peaches and the tree branch that they're picked from.

still saw dawn in the A.M.
tears are dried by the A.M.
A.M.
A.M.

A.M.

*TEENAGE DISASTER*

sittin down right on my bedside
sleepless nights when i dont feel right
locked inside a dungeon cant you help me
isolated from my friends
swear this shit just never ends
feels like my body's growing colder
woke up in my own vomit last night
wish i was taken in my sleep, god help me
i never found myself and maybe thats for the best
just tell me to look up but youre never understanding the view
a world of liars they conspire on my every move
I got the flu
and im givin up
my stomach hurts and im a mess
lie to my face, then call it quits
my love for you wasn't adequate
existential, i'll never make it
trapped in infinity
we're so small in the face of god, so shut the fuck up and do your job
it dont matter anyway

*AFOURTEEN*

sometimes I wake up feeling impatient 
Loosing my head
Aye lemme think a minute 
You don’t motherfuckin motherfuckin see the vision uh
Yah yah lemme breathe a minute 
You ain’t gotta do the shit that you been doin to me fuck you
Yea I need to get my ass back home everytime I leave the house man I feel led  on 
Wassupp wit that cut from front to back
You don’t love me back no don’t act like that 
Come home drunk as shit jumping off the bridge fuck that break my wrist 
And I don’t wanna go back home tonight 
Cuz I don’t wanna right my wrongs tonight 
So I just like conversations mean what they mean I hold back all this hatred 
Inside my dreams 
And I’m so sick with you and your so sick of me 
I can’t even breathe 
Nananananana nanananana 

*TEENAGE DISASTER*

fall asleep inside your arms
kill anybody that means you harm
alcohol for breakfast lunch and dinner
downers just to numb the pain
drown all the voices inside my brain
toxic at our core, but we blame the world of course
im so sick of you
youre so sick of me

*TEENAGE DISASTER & AFOURTEEN*

i can’t even breathe 
I can’t even breathe 
Soooooo ohhhhh
I’m so sick of you
ive been singin sad songs since i was youngin
paint my nails black, then those bitches called me a faggot
now its cool to be sad, dope to be depressed
now im pissed off, straight up, blow my damn top off
lil spiders in the dark tellin me its alright
i got bullets for you motherfuckers tryna act tight
doin shows for a minute i can really say i did it

*TEENAGE DISASTER*

its a sick world we live in
and im not sure i want to stay at all
im done
i give up
and my mind comes toppling down when I think of
getting out of bed
and im so broken down, cannot be repaired
im so sick
im so tired
im so beaten down
i dont wanna go, but i think i have to.

*AFOURTEEN*

Why do we live like this 
And Why do we live like this 
I fell in love with your lips 
Their my worst enemy 
Their my worst enemy 
I fell in love at 17
I fell in love at 17
And now your opposite with me
Sit with me 
Take my arms watch me bleed
Take my eyes make me see
I am so incomplete 
I am so incomplete 
I am so

SOMNIPHOBIA (FT. TEENAGE DISASTER) (PROD. IMOTAPE)

I said hey, hello, hi goodbye
I wanna die real fast so i get fucking high
Im in my head sometime watching days go by
Im gonna kill myself if i see you cry x2

Tell me beautiful things about your life
Im not feeling the same, i wanna end mine
Sometimes im just dying i dont feel right
Will you be my love, sweet valentine

Hook x2

Ive been up in a rut
And everyone sucks
Said i dont give a fuck
But i wont tell the truth
Ive been all by myself
Its only been a minute
All you got me dying
Now im feeling fuckin finished
Feelin scared of my life im in a nightmare
Nothing feel real dissociating eye stares
Highschool did me wrong now im fucked up
The void stays in my chest i know really know this life sucks

Hook

she don't dance the way i do |prod. redMosk

ALFREDO (PROD. CXRPSE)

ALL PLATS NOW

YAUX LYRICS:

I CAN FEEL MY BRAIN ROT
THINK LAST NIGHT WAS ROUGH
KEEP HAVING THE SAME THOUGHT
CANT SHUT THE FUCK UP

I JUST NEED TO THINK FOR A MINUTE
STANDING UP AND THEN IM TRIPPING
TRYNNA FOCUS ON THE CEILING NOW

I CAN FEEL THE BURN IN MY EYES
WHEN I STARE
WORLD STOPPED TO TURN, BUT I DONT
FUCKING CARE

I DONT LIKE THIS MOTHERFUCKING SLIPPING
WISH MY PERSPECTIVE WAS DIFFERENT
I JUST WANNA CHANGE MY MISSION NOW

PUT THE POTION IN MY CHEST
IT IS POTENT, IM IN MOTION
CAUSE COMMOTION
I AINT SLOWING
I KEEP GOING
I KEEP ROLLING
IN THE DUMPS
NOW IM SLUMPED
WHAT THE FUCK

WHAT THE FUCK

ROUGH NIGHT W/ FL.VCO (PROD. FONY WALLACE X INTERNETBOY) *OUT ON ALL PLATS NOW*

Murder weapon carved initials in the tree bark
Should of seen you been concealing pistols in your knee socks
Locked our fingers round the locket that we keep locked
Broke the ice but now it's thawed under the 

Heat of the moment's past now it's tepid in the water
Cast out the hexes from the cauldron
Gagged on the dregs left at the bottom,
Still taste the remnants of the solvent

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Tell me I'm more than just the damaged parts


Complete each others sentences then serve our own,
Lit cigarettes in pockets, course it burned a hole
Snow angels in the ashes, now we turn to stone
This person's old
Should be curtains closed

Steal your teeth when you're sleeping with the needles in the haystack
Red flags were a thief fucking creeping in the glade,
Back broke ,cant hold you
Crimson seeping from your face
Tuck your blade

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Dead Leaves
Camouflage
The corpse you let breath wasn't sabotage
Blood-soaked gloves and a balaclava
Off the operating table fucking grabbed my heart

Desecrate the grave to play dress up with the body
Renegaded slaves, the chains caressed our wrists till bloody
Pleasure weighted, waned, still stayed to press against a body
Wanna press against a body
Gun is pressed against my

Desecrate the grave to play dress up with the body
Renegaded slaves, the chains caressed our wrists till bloody
Pleasure weighted, waned, still stayed to press against a body
Wanna press against a body
Gun is pressed against my

Comedown

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