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Don't Hate

written by izzy hendrix 

i dont really care we broke up to bad 
you sneak out in the morning cause you hate your dad
yeah your moms upset cause you bring home trash 
yeah you waste all your time spending all their cash
we got blacked out drunk we were skipping class
wanna party all night living life to fast
playing 80s rock cause were stuck in the past
yeah im running red lights hoping we dont crash

i dont really care, i dont really care, i dont really, i dont really care we broke up to bad
i dont really care, i dont really care, i dont really, i dont really care we broke up to bad

i dont really care we broke up to bad 
you sneak out in the morning cause you hate your dad
yeah your moms upset cause you bring home trash 
yeah you waste all your time spending all their cash

i dont really care, i dont really care, i dont really, i dont really care we broke up to bad
i dont really care, i dont really care, i dont really, i dont really care we broke up to bad

spoiled bratz

a song about being used for your body by someone you loved that you knew didn't feel the same way.

just a body to haunt

feels - summer sun

take it slow wit @ssiknis

The night calls like an omen
Drags souls into the streets
Whispering of opportunity
When no one is looking 

The night calls when it’s hungry
And food is plentiful
Check yourself before 
The menu claims its prize

Everything is negotiable at night
Will you answer when the night calls?
But when the shadows hide your choices die
Will you answer?

The night calls like a lover
To share in its embrace
Spend emotion carefully
It is watching

The night calls to the lonely
A glimmer in their eye
Trading safety for the 
Thrill of mystery

Everything is negotiable at night
Will you answer when the night calls?
But when the shadows hide your choices die
Will you answer?

The night calls when it’s hungry
And food is plentiful
Check yourself before 
The menu claims its prize

Everything is negotiable at night
Will you answer when the night calls?
But when the shadows hide your choices die
Will you answer?
 
Micah Robinson - Guitar
Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
John Makarewicz - Bass
Stephen Murphy - Drums

Night Calls

No one will ever find me
8x
Im running from myself
too scared to face it
All of the monsters
Hid in my basement
I cannot face it
So i just erase it
Nothing can hurt me
If it never existed
I love your face and
I love your essence
You are so precious
Are you a saint sent?
Im just a devil
Who use to be up in heaven
But my wings were torn
And i was thrown to the floor
Left to scorn all my pain was ignored
No one will ever find me
No one will ever find me
Find me from where im hiding
I hope that you can find me
Find things in me that are good
Figure out im misunderstood
I just wanna be good
I know that you are good
You make me feel so good
Finally feel understood
By someone who is so good
I wanna treat you so good
Make you forget all the things
That make you think your no good
You make me wanna be
The best person i can be
I hope you can see clearly
How much that you mean to me
You and me at the movies
We got blue and red slooshies

Meaning
“No one will ever find me” (8x)
	•	Feels like both a curse and a wish.
	•	You’re hiding on purpose but also deeply hoping someone comes looking.

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“I’m running from myself / Too scared to face it”
	•	Self-avoidance. Trauma. Denial. afraid of what’s inside your own head 

“All of the monsters / Hid in my basement”
	 metaphor. The subconscious (“basement”) holding fears and past pain.

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“I cannot face it / So I just erase it / Nothing can hurt me / If it never existed”
	•	logic of dissociation. numbs their pain or rewrites their own memories to survive.

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“I love your face and / I love your essence / You are so precious / Are you a saint sent?”
	•	Soft transition from self pain to anothers light. Romantic, admiring — reverent.
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“I’m just a devil / Who used to be up in heaven”
	•	metaphor. Self-blame, fall-from-grace theme. like you were once good, pure — but something made you fall.
	•	trauma, depression, being punished for something that was never meant to happen.

“But my wings were torn / And I was thrown to the floor”
	•	betrayal, feeling discarded. The idea of being punished for existing authentically.

“Left to scorn / All my pain was ignored”
	•	rage mixed with grief. Like: “They hated me for hurting, then ignored the pain they caused.”

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“Find me from where I’m hiding / I hope that you can find me”
	•	original chorus — but now like a plea instead of a mantra.
	•	quietly hoping someone sees through the hiding.

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“Find things in me that are good / Figure out I’m misunderstood / I just wanna be good”
	•	inner child lines. tender. Vulnerable. 
“Please see the soft parts inside the armor. Please know I’m trying.”

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“I know that you are good / You make me feel so good / Finally feel understood”
	•	turning point. Finding safety in another, helping you forgive yourself.

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“You and me at the movies / We got blue and red slooshies / Our tongues are purple / And we didn’t even watch the movie”
	— of a pure, simple moment.
	•	this person gives you something soft and human, a sense of bittersweet hope

are you a saint sent from heaven

(lyrics)

drive your car, into a lake
you can't breathe you're not okay
you said you hated me before you left
and now you're leaving this earth, leaving 
this earth. So early making it worse.
Drive your car into a lake, I'll be there like right at 8
I'm the only one who's coming to save youuuuu

credits
- prod bowsa

into a lake

#Torn Up (withered!!)

you over complicate things

I was scrolling through
Your page last night
Listening to the
Saddest songs I know

Your prom dress
Fit your brown eyes
And I saw
You didn’t take a boy to go

Your smile
Reflected the spotlights
When I told you
You said “yeah right”

I’m sick of
Seeing you
When I close my eyes

And when you’re gone
I’ll sing along
To all of your
Favorite love songs

And when you’re gone
I’ll start to yawn
And I’ll recall
Our tons of fun

I’m sick of playing these games
It’s like you don’t even know I’m here
I guess that’s your selfish ways
Thats how you function I fear

Every heartfelt text
I sent from my bed
Spent hours waiting
To be left on read
I complimented your lips
You complimented my nothing 
At least I lied
And told you you were funny


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