didnt think this was that good so i scrapped it but here

scrapped shape world intro

SILLYSTRUNG - not sure

best mod ever

LYRICS:
if i made an fnf mod
it'd be about a little guy his name is glob
he'd be able to fly around
in the sky, but you'd fight him at a playground

pico would be there and he'd be so cool
but you can't take my man glob as a fool
because pico gets shot in the head
and that forces glob to get all red

he goes super power mode
and everything around the boyfriend gets slowed
girlfriend's head's just bopping around
oh my god there goes the playground

i've written a whole lot of mechanics down
i think that maybe tricky the clown
should make an awesome cameo
so girlfriend turns up the stereo

shaggy bob and sarvente
should all be wary of the fateful day
when glob starts appearing on youtube
with clickbait such as "glob in the backrooms"

enough of all that sonic stuff
the .exes have had enough
it's time for glob to make his debut
maybe glob will decide to spare you

first off change all of the arrows
i'd do it myself but i don't know how to code
i'll change the sprites of the boyfriend we know
that way he can look unique to my show
add a bunch of mod characters in the crowd
that way when they see their fans will scream loud
if i do this then my mom will be proud
or i hope i don't know she doesn't talk to me anymore

if i made an fnf mod
it'd be about a little guy his name is glob
he'd be able to fly around
in the sky, but you'd fight him at a playground

friday night funkin stands no chance
when the glob mod dabbles in romance
boyfriend's gonna get real cucked
when he sees that glob got the girlfriend.. uh.. stuff

This Duck Stole My Car - my friday night funkin mod about a guy named glob

fixed up the vocals, made them clearer, a bunch of stuff

LYRICS:
What's this life gonna be about?
Open the doc and pour me out
Thought I could write up someone new
But I didn't think I could write up you

Coal says this and Ball says that
Turn into a plutocrat
Stop the show I need to go
The pacing in this is way too slow

I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
Disappoint all of you

I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
Disappoint all of you

Back to square one
We were here before

Back to square one
On the drawing board

Back to square one
We were here before

Back to square one
On the drawing board

I don't want to
I don't want to
I don't want to
Disappoint all of you

This Duck Stole My Car - square1

the computer is making my songs. it's all alone in the forest. will you help it or will you be mean

1. Boot Up

a story of pluto crashing into earth. why would this happen? Hmm!

just a small little EP

Pluto Is Going To Destroy Everything

1. Atom

Blue Sticky Tack – Sacristuff

song about how i cant think of anything to sing about

Everything's sung about now
Everything's sung about now
There's nothing inside of these crowds
Wanting another nice sound

It's stuck to be nothing to see
I've said all that matters to me
And sadly unfortunately 
Everything's sung about me

And I'm frankly
In the background of the world
All I can be
Is live without a purpose

If I can't sleep
Then I'll write about my dreams 
If I can't think
Then I'll write philosophy

If I can't leave
Then I'll write about my mind
And I can't seem
To write about my life

Everything's sung about now
Everything's sung about now
There's nothing inside of these crowds
Wanting another nice sound

It's stuck to be nothing to see
I've said all that matters to me
And sadly unfortunately 
Everything's sung about me

Might be a time
Where I wake up and I live my life
Use up all the money that I had all raised
Didn't think of my music today

Go outside and make my food
Just haven't been in the mood
To make my old tunes
Life has gotta move on

Everything's sung about now
Everything's sung about now
There's nothing inside of these crowds
Wanting another nice sound

It's stuck to be nothing to see
I've said all that matters to me
And sadly unfortunately 
Everything's sung about me

Music and lyrics constantly collide
The protons and neutrons inside of my mind
So why is it that I can't just melodize
The thoughts in my head, and turn them into lines

Everything's sung about now
Everything's sung about now
There's nothing inside of these crowds
Wanting another nice sound

It's stuck to be nothing to see
I've said all that matters to me
And sadly unfortunately 
Everything's sung about me

It's sung about
It's sung about
It's sung about
It's sung about
It's sung about
It's sung about
It's sung about
It's sung about

Sung About

eSTRANGEd couSINs is a project shaped by family, distance, and loss. Daniel grew up barely knowing his cousins Timmy and Kenny after his father left early in his life. While Daniel served in the military, Timmy and Kenny kept making music, and years passed without real contact.

After learning his father had died, Daniel reached out to Timmy. Their first deep conversation brought another heartbreak: Kenny had been killed in a motorcycle accident, and Timmy survived with serious injuries that stayed with him.

When they finally reunited, Timmy arrived with a thick notebook full of poems and songs written for his brother. The two walked to a dark boardwalk in the woods and played—Daniel on guitar, Timmy choosing pages by memory. Daniel recorded everything on his phone. The sound was raw and unpolished, but full of truth. Songs like “Let It Go,” “No Regrets,” “Wheels of Fate,” “Walk Upon Your Grave,” “Without You,” and “The Master of Pain” carried Timmy’s grief, love, and struggle to live with Kenny’s absence.

They spent years dreaming of creating more together. Daniel even wrote a full heavy album, hoping for another chapter. But that future changed when Daniel received the call that Timmy had passed away.

Though Timmy and Kenny are gone, their couSIN Daniel is still here, and the family line continues. eSTRANGEd couSINs now lives on as a dedication: a way to preserve Timmy’s voice, poetry, and spirit, and to let the world hear the heart behind their story.

Considering (Improv Demo at Wookie's)

We’re doom-drunk monkeys on a dying ride,
pretending we’re immortal with panic inside.
Some scream “flood it all once we’re gone!”,
others buy heaven like a discount con.

Then come the billionaires chasing endless nights,
hoarding gold, worshipping lab-coat knights.
Begging for upgrades to dodge the grave,
psychos praying science will make them “save.”

Physics, code, flesh in a frantic race,
all trying to out-run death’s cold embrace.
And me? I spit the only truth worth the fight:
Laziness is the virtue that burns the brightest light.

Laziness is the virtue that burns the brightest light.

Learning monkeys laziness

dont you just LOVE it when your account runs out of minutes so you have to gain 400 followers all over again

object shows, happy star, happy star, original music, all sorts of trash

scrapped shape world intro

out of minutes - @sacr_i