We all end up at the bottom of the bottle 
Finger on the trigger like the gas up on the nozzle 
Flashing lights up in the back, playing cops and robbers 
I ain’t ever coming back, I ain’t ever coming back 
We all end up at the bottom of the bottle 
Finger on the trigger like the gas up on the nozzle 
Flashing lights up in the back, playing cops and robbers 
I ain’t ever coming back, I ain’t ever coming back 

I been on my own and I been running 
I don’t know where I been going but just tell them that I’m coming 
I been trapping off my phone but I feel trapped inside dysfunction 
Spending money on these antidotes like it is robitussin  
It’s the Wild Wild West 
I got nine millimeter rounds in my vest 
And everything on me is all I got left 
And I’ll put it in the line for all the rest
And when the lights go on and the doors locked closed
I’m the only one that knows
The air gets cold and your senses set in 
Tell me where do you fit in 

We all end up at the bottom of the bottle 
Finger on the trigger like the gas up on the nozzle 
Flashing lights up in the back, playing cops and robbers 
I ain’t ever coming back, I ain’t ever coming back 
We all end up at the bottom of the bottle 
Finger on the trigger like the gas up on the nozzle 
Flashing lights up in the back, playing cops and robbers 
I ain’t ever coming back, I ain’t ever coming back 

I can hear them talking, in the shadows 
And ima knock him off his high horse 
Chop his head off at the gallows 
We’re some outlaws in this city 
And they done put out a bounty 
They already scared but know nothing about me 
Yards4le
Till my heart fail 
I can hear them screaming 
From the smallest to the large scale
These people catching feelings and we ain’t even get started 
We can’t even feel it cause we’re icy like the arctic 

We all end up at the bottom of the bottle 
Finger on the trigger like the gas up on the nozzle 
Flashing lights up in the back, playing cops and robbers 
I ain’t ever coming back, I ain’t ever coming back 
We all end up at the bottom of the bottle 
Finger on the trigger like the gas up on the nozzle 
Flashing lights up in the back, playing cops and robbers 
I ain’t ever coming back, I ain’t ever coming back

Cops & Robbers *thislandis*

self produced

lyrics

just forget u ever knew me and that
all the memories i hold so fondly
never happened and that im not lonely
just forget u ever knew me

think im doing fine im over it ig
coughing up my lungs is the way i deal with stress
sorry that i vented had to get it off my chest
its been an awful while and im tryna do my best
theres sadness in the subtleties
they make it more profound
like the mound of dirty laundry and the garbage on the ground
no overwhelming darkness and no aggravating sounds
just the fact im always tired and the fact ur not around

oh so overwhelmed when the switch inside me flipped
i was breaking down so i went and lost my shit
it left me feeling drained, i wanna call it quits
im sick of being angry and im sick of all my shit

ive given up on love
ive given up on trust
ive given up on truth
ive given up on u

give.

The footsteps over madison
The names im left to guess inside the woods like we’re there yet I know now
Ghosts in the cottage that cling to your body
When everythings changing and im busy watching

The footsteps in the Midwest 
I heard he overdosed over killed himself but they don’t know yet
Its so strange 
Im just waiting to wake up
In the back of the old bus
And I hate it so much
But I miss it so much

Don’t sleep im waiting
Don’t keep it here
It’s all been changing 
Its all so real

Amazing what your thoughts say
I smoke so much inside my room til I cant feel my hands shake
Im too soft
I know that we said that
But im in the same place
So we could forget that

Memories of the last time that you went home cause you cant stay
Im just fucked up and its bad luck that you picked up in the first place
Shapes im contorting, a voice in the basement
It says im important but I couldn’t take it

Put it in a place where it stays I don’t want to feel the kick back
And why you gotta hit so hard if youre never gonna hit back
With dinny in the stu all day and he gonna make the shit slap
Putting words to the verse and murder it, a minute before we did that

Sit back, roll a couple and we hit that
Late night, playtime, hit a triple when we play nice
My reflection in a black mirror
Hard to get there when im not here
Tied together but I don’t care
Kinda special yeah this shit rare

November

shake it ft ethxn prod wayza

Go (+hay)

prod. @whos-that-clown + @nxietymeds

lyrics:

my consequences 
of existing in a cruel world as an adolescent 
bleeds into the present
and i scream about my discontentment
on the internet 
where no one seems to pay attention

and im just a vessel
let your love pass through me
i feel hollow and disheveled
i know im nothing special

but im the one who's gonna be there 
when ur down bad
fucked up laying on the ground sad

about that...
i don't ever talk about myself 
unless it sounds bad
you won't know whats coming 
when i hit you with a roundhouse
smack to the back of the head
thats a sneak attack

got my features back
boutta drop a heater pack
mixtape swag 
got em turning all their speakers up
never lace my sneakers up
maybe thats the reason 
why im always fucking tripping
maybe its the candy flipping
cant fuck with the way im living
i could pop another xan
i could do another dab
but i don't think i can stand
room is spinning like a pinwheel
"make it stop" is my demand
and the sun would make my skin peel
so i stay inside my pad

my consequences 
of existing in a cruel world as an adolescent 
bleeds into the present
and i scream about my discontentment
on the internet 
where no one seems to pay attention

and im just a vessel
let your love pass through me
i feel hollow and disheveled
i know im nothing special

but im the one who's gonna be there 
when ur down bad
fucked up laying on the ground sad

cry4help (the sound clown + nxietymeds)

lil peep x lil tracy cover
prod. by charlie shuffler

dying out west w/ etai s0

avatar: the last time we talked (slowed + reverb)(prod. etai s0)[ft. jackie platinum]

Slumber Party

Sëen

lyrics : @d1vwv

i lose consciousness
wake up punch the clock am i breathing yet?
yea that's what i thought its just meaningless
nothing really changed im just speaking less

no one really cares how im doing
i hate love so goddamn much think im clueless
i put a pill on my tongue im not moving no more
she can say what she wants im not trying no more

i hate how they act
everybody so fast to judge
nobody really laughs and loves
i didnt really do enough

shake it ft ethxn prod wayza

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