la la la
la la la 

im so fucking blind
i treated u so right
u took advantage and just fucking left me behind
cutting all the way
and ignoring all the pain
im so fucking stupid and u saw it all the way

playing the victim and u know i hate it
all u do is call me crazy
saying all these lies and i just know it
but u know that im too fucking stupid

lying to my face
and u know its not okay
but u couldnt give a shit
u were smiling when i was in pain
but im not gonna break this time
im done with all the lies
i dont care what you say

you took my trust and set it in flames
burnt it down and just walked away
i was just a game to you
someone to blame, to break in two
oooh
ooh

la la la

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Lyrics:

Never gonna say that it was on purpose, never gonna know if you hate me now
Pretty little slut i forgot your wishlist, i just wanna know if yu hear me now
Never gonna fuck u on valentines day, Never gonna fuck that girl in the cafe
Never gonna say that i never loved yu, i just wanna know why u threw me out

I'll never get to, its just reality #remixxed

it feels so right

patiently

i hate myself (cover)

instrumental n vocals by @requiem-for-you

not bothered

i saw you for the first time
i would think about how you look at me
so fucking dumb

and when i felt alive
it was because i was thinking about how
we would look alike

if i could try again
it wouldn't be pretend
you wanna just be friends
i just can't comprehend 

the last time that i saw you
i was thinkin bout how your look makes me feel so damn numb
we used to be alike
but now it feels like we drifted apart and there's no going back ...

if i could try again 
it wouldn't be pretend (for the first time)
you wanna just be friends 
i just can't comprehend (you would hurt me)
if i could try again 
it wouldn't be pretend (for the first time)
you wanna just be friends 
i just can't comprehend (you would hurt me)

retry

idc what she doin lol

my bloody valentine

idiot of the year

tightrope

yeahhhhhhh idk okay yeah

This song is about a friendship built on carefully chosen words and the shock of learning those words weren’t true. It’s the distance that wasn’t real, the illness that wasn’t real, the “nobody cares about me” that turned out to be people who did. It’s the moment you stop arguing with the story and start listening to your gut.

“Tu Es” lives in the small details - late-night chats, the quiet pride of believing you’re helping, the sick drop when the facts finally line up. It isn’t about wasted time; it’s about trust offered in good faith and the boundary you draw when that trust gets played. The last lines say it simply: I don’t hate you. Not quite. A little. I won’t do this again.

yeahhhhhhh idk okay yeah

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