produced by https://soundcloud.com/puhf
vocals, mixing, mastering by me

lyrics: 

indica packing up the bowl i take it

nightmares, ima die alone in the basement

i hate everything i cannot take it

ion like my soul i think i need replace it


i rip out my heart

counting cards hard in the dark

and i still can’t figure out if u wanted to grow apart

so my soul is bouta spark 

hopin yours been doused in lighter fluid

play me for a mark, and i’ll spray my brains apart 



i been doing anything to wake me up from lucid dreamin 

cuz this time i tried to do it and it made me wanna scream

thought nothing was truly me, i stopped listening

oh well, guess it’s you and me forever in a cell


i been doing anything to wake me up from livin hell

sittin on the windowsill begin descent i die 

surrounding me are all the passerby’s who dont even got no pain to feel

 im hopin you alike, when i take my fucking life

counting cards (puhf)

withering , decaying , etc . 🥀🖤
-> ragdolldecay@gmail.com (she/they)