it’s never that serious,
so i’m ok.
maybe i’m delirious,
with numbered days.
although i can’t see the light,
i stay around.
it’s not that clever now,
so i wrote these sounds.
don’t let liars fool you,
they don’t understand.
maybe they don’t realise
their harmul words.
i listened, stuck around,
and then i found
out that the world hates us,
we are hell-bound.

i am an alien.

to whoever's praying on my downfall, thanks for thinking about me

i feel disgusting 
i dont feel human
my body fumbling its rumbilng cause i dont know
what takes come back home  to you
i wanna say that i love you
i have feeling i cant forgive you i cant love you
i have a feeling i cant not trust you i cant not love you
i think your words going butcher 
it makes me sick to my stomache i cant even eat
this cant be heathy 2x

i have a feeling

prod casper's pishogue 
i think im obbess with how i look at you
every time we talk i just wanna kill you
so im sick and tired of all things you do
im sick tired of all things you d0
bloodstains on all the walls
im so tired of theses fucking withdraws
i really hope you get my call
cause im so done with you 
its so scary in my inside  my head
hold my breath and hope i can count 10
i hope i make it 10 secs

kill

first time doing a song like :))

w @suicideinseptember // @anthony-298688611


love me as i am (feat SuicideinSeptember)

day_or_night_i_wont_cry

what if it was the same but different

I recorded this for a label who are creating a compilation album with all the money going to support palestine ill put a link when they release it since its only on bandcamp

with the sun in my eyes,
temporarily blind,
in the light what will i find.
obscured by the light,
i can’t see but it’s not night,
and nothing’s alright.
with hope in front of me,
my mind still atrophies,
so what will i be.
nothing that i can see
i cant see past the dark,
because the truth is stark.
i’ll let time tell,
and right now it says its hell.

nothing is wrong,
it’s just taking so long,
and success feels like a con.
the measures don’t apply to me,
so how can i be happy,
that’s what i’ll never be.
but we’re forced to anyway,
and we have to every day,
strive towards a false goal,
and get sad and old.
the truth is a lie,
i follow and with no clue why,
but there’s no time to stop,
or you’ll lose to the clock.

confronting the truth

suicide bait acoustic

cigarettes after sex ~ sweet live [slowed + reverb]

Dead Wrong

Polaroids of a Moving Car

always one song away from quitting
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