Lyrics:

Nothing gets better and-
Nothing gets worse
For the few loved ones left
I'm just tryna keep myself out a hearse

But, fuck man even just thinking hurts
I look in the mirror and see- no I KNOW the worst
Got less value than dirt

I WISH I COULD JUST CHOP THIS COCK OFF OF ME
I FEEL MORE HOLLOW THAN MY SODOMY
SOMEBODY PLEASE JUST GET THIS HURT OUT OF ME

I WAS A FUCKING IDIOT TO THINK SOMEONE COULD LOVE ME
THAT SOMEONE COULD ACTUALLY TOUCH ME
WITHOUT TURNING TO DUST RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME

psychosomatic symptoms
 of vicious cycles and wishbones
I broke em but where'd they go

Promises buried in snow
Their carcasses frozen cold
I miss you I hope you know

I was just a kid always thinkin of better days
It didn't matter what nay sayers kept sprayin
I fuckin hated it

Nothing really has changed 
Just cruel twists to the same fate
Just wanna say that I made it
To someone who'll maybe stay 

Man I fucking hate me
Its what every line I write's about I mean it
Every moment I'm feelin time-
slip all these homies switch
and I don't blame em

Fuck a rap game 
Just tryin not to bring my people shame
Every time this shit goes the god damn same
I'm the only one to blame is there nothing left to save

FUCK OKAY IM

SAD NOW AND SAD FOREVER
FUCK GETTING BETTER
I WAKE UP THE NEXT DAY 
AND THE SKY- IS STILL GONNA BE GREY

I'LL TRY TO PAVE THE WAY FOR THE WORTHLESS
TO MAYBE ONE DAY JUST HURT LESS
EVERY NIGHT ASKIN MYSELF 
IF I REALLY DESERVE THIS 

Fuck a verse
Sometimes I wish time would flow in reverse
So I could fuck shit up only half as much
Every second without touch an eternity

I tell myself I'm learning but I dont know
Is it more blind hope or is it just my way to cope?
Its the same shit
Graspin broken straws tryin not to quit

Im sick
And I mean really, really sick
Not sayin it to be quirky
THE OTHER NIGHT I SWEAR THAT I WAS SEEING SHIT

I FUCK UP EVERYTHING I GET
BUT I'D DO IT ALL AGAIN
IF I NEVER HAD TO FEEL THIS SHIT
THEN DID I REALLY LIVE?

I DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO
LOWER THAN LOW 
LIKE A SNAIL, SLOW
THIS PACE STILL TOO FAST THO
IM MOVING BUT THERES NO MOTION

GETTIN HARDER AND HARDER TO GRASP THESE EMOTIONS
I'D POUND POTIONS AND POTIONS HOPING THEY'D KEEP ME FROM GROWING
FEELIN LIKE PETER PAN IN THE MOMENT 

psychosomatic symptoms
 of vicious cycles and wishbones
I broke em but where'd they go

Promises buried in snow
Their carcasses frozen cold
I miss you I hope you know

WACKED OUT CRACKER GO BLACK JACK
I NEED SMACK
WAS FOURTEEN ON MY FLOOR HAVIN HEART ATTACKS
FUCK A CADILLAC 

TOOK BOUT A HUNDRED MORE TIMES TO GET OFF OF THAT
BARELY CAME BACK
NIGH-EMPTY PLATTER WORLD LEFT ALL SHATTERED
I ONLY WANTED TO MATTER

I was just a kid always thinkin of better days
It didn't matter what nay sayers kept sprayin
I fuckin hated it

Nothing really has changed 
Just cruel twists to the same fate
Just wanna say that I made it
To someone who'll maybe stay 

Man I fucking hate me
Its what every line I write's about I mean it
Every moment I'm feelin time-
slip all these homies switch
and I don't blame em

Fuck a rap game 
Just tryin not to bring my people shame
Every time this shit goes the god damn same
I'm the only one to blame is there nothing left to save

FUCK OKAY IM

SAD NOW AND SAD FOREVER
FUCK GETTING BETTER
I WAKE UP THE NEXT DAY 
AND THE SKY- IS STILL GONNA BE GREY

I'LL TRY TO PAVE THE WAY FOR THE WORTHLESS
TO MAYBE ONE DAY JUST HURT LESS
EVERY NIGHT ASKIN MYSELF 
IF I REALLY DESERVE THIS 

I was just a kid always thinkin of better days
It didn't matter what nay sayers kept sprayin
I fuckin hated it

Nothing really has changed 
Just cruel twists to the same fate
Just wanna say that I made it
To someone who'll maybe stay

SaD: FOREVER

Prod. HANNiBAL SKULLFUCK
Art. Phantxmy
Mix. Phantxmy

LECTER Ft. HANNiBAL SKULLFUCK

Render by yipyip13 on Insta
Mix: me
The producer doesn't deserve credit.

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WARNING

No skill, no talent, no mindset, nothing but 100% raw, unfiltered mental illness. If even someone like me can make something of themselves regardless of how small, insignificant, futile, or grotesque it may be, anybody can.

Cringe emo femboy that makes noisy experimental indie emo rap... whatever the fuck this is. Part of the CotN collective, we new as fuck and barely have shit out though.

SaD: FOREVER

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