prod @taurs and @jolst

I need to call her again and get my head straight,
scrape my face on pavement when she drag me cus im dead weight,
I can smoke a pound easy babe they call me sensei 
I dont post on gram, hate my face and thats on everything, everything 
x2

is this true love 
gonna throw up
if u repeat that phrase
those 3 words make me go numb 
need to get up
been laying here all month
and this weight it holds me down
but the weed help me get up 

and thats ur man, is it?
hes kinda handsome,
well compared to me ur a muhfuckin damsel
think I got 2 greedy follow bread like im Hansel 
I fuckin hate this place and ur friends I cant stand
i can’t stand em 
x2

I need to call her again and get my head straight,
scrape my face on pavement when she drag me cus im dead weight,
I can smoke a pound easy lil bitch they call me sensei 
I dont post on gram, hate my face and thats on everything, everything 
x2

dead weight (taurs x jolst)

produced by sk8miles

completely non profit

lyrics

so who showed up to ur funeral?
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)
only saw your family pulling up with all their caseroles 
(I been, I been, waiting on a hearse)
for every moment u spent living I sat here alone
( I don't, know why, u make me think of funerals)
but at the gruesome end I ask u where'd ur friends go
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)

we live our lives online and wonder why we're so alone
i go outside to get reminded not to leave my home
you should lighten up and maybe then u'll find a bit of hope
you should be shutting up man I don't even care a bit at all

computer screens and actors
lights off n my back hurts
car wheels roll backwards
lives lost like captives
dying youngs in fashion
I live that gutter life no mansions
no handouts no pensions 
wear my body out for my paycheck
don't say nothing, don't spray it
I been in my head of late just brain me
take a .45 or a mil' o' 9 and send the lead out of my cranium
brain splatter on pavement
all of the grey matter just wasted
if u want something just take it
can't be assed complaining bout it

thoughts tracked on a post it
can't connect at all with humans (humans)
something broke in my brain machine
I can't talk to u without booze in me
(did u find ur halo?)
so friends come n they always leave
but that's fine tho it's alright with me
I've found the way that I'm meant to be
all alone I can finally breathe 
(did u find ur halo?)
let me breathe
bury me in mulch n rotten leaves
(did u find ur halo?)
July will mark the two years that I've grieved
why waste ur time I beg you don't believe in me
(did u find ur halo?)

so will u show up to my funeral?
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)
only saw my family pulling up with bottled alcohol
(I been, I been, waiting on a hearse)
keep the numbers low I had no friends that they could get involved
(I don't, know why, u make me think of funerals)
shout out to my ones across the world I'll never see at all
(I been, I been, banking on a funeral)

banking on a funeral (sk8miles)

its ur mess
figure it out

produced by neverforever 

completely non profit

lyrics

I been tryna live life wrong 
I can feel it now
tell me when I write my songs
what u feelin' out?
lemme rip apart my soul
let me deal it out
I just live inside my head
I won't let me out

walk around like an apartment complex
scenes of loss n abandoned objects
mental blocks feel like shallow tar pits
I got the keys but forgot where the car is
here's a song for the truly sharded
fucked around n got broken hearted
itchy arms when asked where the scar is
who u r is not at all important

I been tryna live life wrong 
I can feel it now
tell me when I write my songs
what u feelin' out?
lemme rip apart my soul
let me deal it out
I ain't really got much else
so I'ma give it out

even when I'm down count on me I got it
lemme write this down then tomorrow drop it
name another coming up that can match
I'll top it
I get on the beat n watch the heads start boppin 
I don't wanna sing on the same old topic
while I'm on the flow lemme shoutout tropic 
running low on time so it's hard to lock in
I go to work in the morning exhausted

still the cold air of the mountain somehow always catches up to me
I could feel the past go up in flames as smoke rolls over me
I will never get that back, yet still, has such a hold on me
there's nothing, I'm just fucked n u can't save me from my -

I been tryna live life wrong 
I can feel it now
tell me when I write my songs
what u feelin' out?
lemme rip apart my soul
let me deal it out
why u listen to me whine
u should kick me out



mountain dweller (neverforever)

[you have arrived at a depth of 5600 metres. please ensure all diving gear is safely fastened. please also ensure that you close both doors behind you to prevent flooding.”

on my own
and my bones 
are so cold
in this hole
and god knows
im not prone
to good news
so i’ll hope 

that when i step up to this entrance
i’ll cross my fingers
take 3 pills i need my medicine
feel heavy and i’m sweating
this fuckin place gon be the death of me
i think the diver team was right when they said 
“anything you do
just stay away from this” 

and this water is so cold
oh my god
i feel dizzy
and my oxygen is low 
wait what the fuck
was that noise
deep in this bowl
i’m looking up
and i can’t see 
it’s too dark 
and i hear footsteps to my left
behind me, the door shuts 

and it’s strange
cus i’m in the water
but feel like i can breathe way better than before
so i take off my mask, walk and look around
at the back of the cave theres a wooden door
what the fuck is this place 
turn around and go to leave
but the way that i came in is not there anymore
then i hear the door open
so i turn around
and i felt my cold heart fall out and hit the floor 

what the fuck is this place 
what the fuck is this place 

[EMERGENCY. EMERGENCY. SOMETHING HAS SEVERED THE OXYGEN SUPPLY. PLEASE DO NOT PANIC. WE HERE AT SEMTEX ARE DOING EVERYTHING WE CAN TO KEEP YOU ALIVE.]

there’s something in here (jolst)

produced by my brother wisssery 

was saving this one for an album but i need to drop more singles so here u go 


this armour has become a coffin 
i drop to my knees and hear nothing 
this great sword is holding me up
as i look down at my chest
see arrows; i’m coughing 
up blood, and i’m feeling so nauseas  
this battle was ours and we lost it 
i promise that when i return 
to the kingdom of god
i’ll be clear of my conscience 

don’t wanna see the king, i can’t save shit 
and i’m not half the man that your grace is 
so i wipe off my steel plates
plan to get away
i’ll return 
in april or may, then 

once again i’ll walk this pavement 
with my helmet in hand and impatience 
and this time i wont go away
i will face the knight
that is standing 
at those wooden gates, and 

wooden gates 
i lift my shield
and i embrace
the next 25 seconds
is the end of my fate
so i brace, mace in my hand
need a brave face 
and it’s been years 
since i held a blade
gotta vacate 
with my family’s crest on my back
and my hands cold 
i will dance with the devil
in this kingdom of coal
don’t send for me
after this
leave me alone 
in the trees 
with the animals
and the sharp thorns 

and i know i’m not the one you want
but i’ll be right here incase you want me
i’ve always been strong and can swing steel battle axes but one look from you baby 
it dropped me
i’ve spent so many nights
with just me and my horse
sat thinking of small subtle ways i could copy
the knight that you lusted so long for
will meet his match soon
god will strike that man down if it’s not me

there’s something in here (jolst)

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