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She Doesn't Sleep

Play Dead

TELL ME THAT YOU’RE OKAY

Produced by Joey Barba.
Mastered by Tyler Lindgren

Vampire By Rumor showcases TX2's signature sound. Bending countless genres on a dime, all while showcasing his ability to write catchy yet heartfelt lyrics.

This song is about TX2's struggle with his career. It feels like he gave up everything to feel something. Not many people can understand that.

Vampire By Rumor

cover pic by Echo OTP#1906
on my waist i have a knife ill cut your fucking vision black
all you motherfuckers made of sugar i aint missing that
pour another couple shots of liqour you be sipping at

i aint got no clips on me i only carry magazines
bust ur fucking legs open then ill let you have a seat
got yo bitches legs open somewhere you aint never been
living in ur head homely til ur screaming at ur screen

when i walk around these streets, i feel like im the fucking man
building up my body, pumping iron, think you'll understand
you aint rly strong if u only handle whats at hand
i dont think she knows i used to be in my own land

my own land my own dreams 
nothings what it seems uh
my own pain my own screams
splitting at the seams uh
my own world my own schemes
turning into teams uh
my own brain numb and cold
feels so fkn old now

grow up, throw up, thinking i should slow up
on god i be on another arc i aint talkin noah
feelin like im better than her dad cuz i always show up
bomb. bomb ticking down think im getting fucking sick of it
on two bottles down then i only take a sip of it
hands on the bar i be locked up for the fuck of it
knives in your eyes think you rly aint seeing shit
cracks in the wall think im finally fucking losing it
bones start to break and i black out when im getting lit

VISION BLACK

Attention

prod by gmp, zak ali & 4ria


SPOTIFY LINK BELOW


https://open.spotify.com/track/2yLZAeViNb16Q6tQ2SYL58

lyrics: 

look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 
bitch i quit drinking, i’m sinking in vomit i belch 
and beginning to think i could opt for some help 
all of my thoughts they just linger like prisoners sit in a clink 
wish i could just be more limber 
or be less distinct 
instead i yell timber 
depressions in sync with my temper 
that shit all grows heavy 
i vent to my shrink till it’s slender as feathers 
meticulous new repetitions 
i let it relinquish what i can’t remember, so tender 
but what difference does it make 
with the distance that i take 
i’d rather never win than try to blend in with you fakes 
i spit the precious gems that descend to bottoms of lakes 
you wretched fucks are asbestos, i can’t try to behave 
i don’t want to spend any more time tryna debate 
i’m still tryna climb the ladder up to meet my fate 
as the time shatters 
rewind, won’t align all your lies with my laughter 
i brine in sublime & latch onto my habits 
i find when i’m manic 
& till i go peak, all my passion is bleak 
until you all reach my new absence 
let that all read as my way of now getting complete 
and redeeming the panic 
this shit is no feat 
it’s a means of me slamming 
you hoes into granite 
you hoes all go show off your glow into cameras 
instagram models, be damned if i cannot fuck 
all of those filters can’t help what the damage does 
cause you’re a 6 just like digits from canada 
business as usual, city is cancerous 
writtens i drew the truth, so much less glamorous 
can’t handle gambles, i travel from 
lands where i drag my love forward 
with bags of drugs 
packing up 
i’ve got a lack of trust 
from all the knives in my back 
i’m not backing up 
cause all these wounds make my breathing hard 
like your damn asthma does 
you’ve got a bag of tricks 
well i’ve got active love 
holding raps captive 
connect them all like it’s a pack of plugs 
sold off the raps i sung 
you’re all so old, but you’re acting young 
tricks are for kids 
and i told em, i had enough 



look at these problems, you started yourself 
while i sharpen my skill set for stardom to pelt 
& propel you to melt 
so please pardon my yells 
cause my therapist says i’m too hard on myself 
& i harp on the shit that you did so unwell 
it exist in conditions, i’m starving to tell 
instead i stay timid, get lost in my shell 
and i run a new scrimmage like johnny manziel 



look at you 
look at you 
you little judgmental cunt 
now bitch look at you

judgmental c*nt

[Cha cha real smooth]
I don't really care much
You don't want to stare much
Keeping close but don't touch
Oh i know
We could do this all night
Love but wasnt on sight
Keep it cold 



Less than my pain 
Less than my heart
Less than my words 
And we all fall apart
Less than my pain 
Less than my heart
Less than my words 
And we all fall apart
Oh oh oh
And we all fall apart
Oh oh oh
And we all fall apart

This aint my city scape and
My pretty feelings breaking
My top to bottom aching 
Your smile keeps me waiting

Play those silent songs today
Tears just don't fade away
I want to make the most for you
And i cant write a song today
I just don't know what to say
To you 
To you

I don't really cry much
Keep your fucking mouth shut
I don't wanna die but
You don't know
We could keep it close and
Talk about our loose ends
But keep it cool
Keep it cool
Testing my mind
Testing my brain
Testing my soul
But it all falls away
Testing my mind
Testing my brain
Testing my soul
But it all falls away
Oh oh oh
But it all falls away
Oh oh oh oh oh
But it all falls away

This aint my city scape and
My pretty feelings breaking
My top to bottom aching 
Your smile keeps me waiting

VISION BLACK

red eye

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