augusttwentyfirst, twentytwentytwo.
produced by anvii.
drums recorded by giovanni garry.

[verse]
she rips her hair out with her hands
with just a shot of adrenaline and bliss

she likes to wear her hairtie
drive through the dark roads as we wish
contemplation in hand

[chorus]
keep your eyes open
she has a gun
if she could go back
she would
she would

[verse]
why go on when you’ve lost everyone?
tears start to come in
she’s way too scared
so she takes it to the bridge

“don’t get sentimental” she says
"its time for you to go"
she takes her last breath
and lets go

[chorus]
keep your eyes open
she has a gun
if she could go back
she would

she'll be quite alright
we'll see her soon
she'll be quite alright
we'll see her soon

a shot of adrenaline and bliss

falling out of line
feel it all the time
i don’t know who to be these days 
shed my skin just let it breathe
i think i’d like it if you cut me open
i think i’d like it if you don’t
i don’t know

skin

iKn0w (feat)greedi ,snave

honestly, i still don’t know who to be for you
i wish you’d put a gun to the nape of my neck
or dig a knife into my fucking trachea
anything, for me
i wish you would

i think you’re so pretty babe, i want to die at your hands
feel them around my throat knuckles white hands clasped tight
just string me up to bleed with all of these feelings i still can’t begin to perceive
anything, for me
i wish you would

(i swear
when i close my eyes
your face bores holes right back into mine)

snowfall with you

tell me
woah i feel upset with my life 
i can feel your clutch from your eyes
i could even hold tight
woah i cant even sleep through the night
i watch my demons pass by 
and if you leave again

when the water keeps you dead inside 
youll kill your braincells just so they reside 

ill sleep through dawn and then ill sleep through day
but at the end ill always feel same 

its you 
you know it is 
its you 
tell me

upset

silence

crash

forever, always

circles

If I Stay

13. sandbags (ft. blurhie)

do yourself a favor 
call it what it was 
"im not giving up"
staring barrel of a gun

all your picket fences
having any luck?
you can call me crazy 
i dont give a fuck

sit around the table
take me like a drug
sipping from a cup 
so now that's how you show love

won't come to your senses
sold it for a buck
you can call me baby
i dont give a fuck

whisper like a prayer
i do it like He does
call i won't pick up
im so sorry but im done

see it from my lenses
looks like now you suck 
you can call me hazy 
i dont give a fuck



fuck prod.sickboi

allnight

gazecore

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13. sandbags (ft. blurhie)

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