Beat produced by: Subcon (Brandon Ingram)
Lyrics: Subcon (Brandon Ingram)
Mixed by: Robert Artress
Mastered by: John Naclerio
Self-recorded at home studio
Released: 8-April-2022

Bad Intentions

better // badder

let's burn through the atmosphere
for the rush
we'll gather all the stars
and turn them to dust
keep filling the hourglass
with cosmic time so
we don't have to leave

this night has everything we need
so perfect you forget to breathe
blackholes don't mean a thing to me
there's safety in your gravity

/ / / 

this night has everything we need
so close I can still feel you breathe
no matter where you're home to me
you'll always be my constellation
my constellation

let's burn through the atmosphere
for the rush
we'll gather all the stars
and turn them to dust
keep filling the hourglass
don't let it run out
stay in my orbit forever

s t a r d u s t

(wake me from the static
life on automatic)

better off if I don't explain
symptom of turning off my brain

stumble, falter
no one saw her
pick myself up
start all over

make it loud
(wake me from the static)
drown it out
(life on automatic)
faking okay to pass the time
I don't know if I will find the missing thread
or just unwind
unravel til I'm fine

another piece falling out of place
another day...

it's just a broken silhouette
an inside joke that I don't get
I'll laugh along 
put on a show
pretend it's real

make it loud
drown it out

(wake me from the static
can't live life on automatic)

unravel.

air is getting cold
nights are falling faster 
and I wish I was home
been a long december alone

I look out my window
like static the wind blows
need you to keep me warm 
before I freeze over I

I'll make a wish on every snowflake as they glitter like stars
and let these flurries sweep me up and take me to where you are
I'll dance on all these drifts and leave a trail of footprints
so you can have a way to find me

we'll make a perfect little world then shake it up like a globe
and whisper secrets to each other through the radio
someday we'll trade these sterile lights for one-way flights 
and together we can weather the storm 

happy holidays^^

*snowstorm*

LYRICS:

That poem left unwritten
Days spent in the clouds, do you hear me now?
The world you shake to make me break
You’re that shadow to my side


Breathe out
I have no say
Lead me through the clouds
And spread your wings and learn to FLY
-
Kill the failure deep inside
Your perfect doll, I'll never cry
That downer, fear becomes his blight
So spread your wings, FLY to the light


In my mind, a twisting labyrinth 
In the wind hear not a phrase
Left or right, I can’t decide  
Bound by the ruling of the game 


Hear me lord, I understand
I’ll follow your every word
Speak to me, inform the peace
I’ll hold onto your every word
-
Such a dizzying spiral
The weight of your love brings me pain
To break a rule and beg for mercy
The light is to utter your name


That vile syrup circulating through my veins
On the inside I decay
Enveloped by your gaze
Consume my dying brain
-
Do I love you? 
Who’re you trying to fool with that facade? 
Do you love me?
I can’t read the language of this life
-
Don’t you love it? Flying to the stars within the void
Leave the pain of day to day behind you and rejoice 
Do I love you? Who’re you trying to fool with that facade? 
Heaven guiding timely blinding moonlight in my eyes

 
Breathe out…


Breathe out
I live another day
Lead me through the clouds
And spread your wings and learn to FLY


Kill the failure deep inside
Your perfect doll, I'll never cry
That downer, fear becomes his blight
So spread your wings, FLY to the light
-
Try to change the course of time
My perfect god, I’ll never shy
And when it comes my time to die
I’ll spread my wings and learn to FLY

FLY -【IMPOSTOR】FT. HATSUNE MIKU | YUMA

TINASHE - NASTY (ELIMINATE REMIX)

I realize its another song about burning stuff again but it was too late for me to change it so here we are again 

Music and Story by Steampianist
Lyrics by ‪@ginoplaysguitar‬ 
Art by ‪@TravelBySheep‬ (morbidmorsel)

The Brightest Night of Hallows' Eve mp3

te necesito aquí ya, nadie quiere estar cerca
si yo lo siento quizás es verdad, quiero ver si me puedo perdonar.

nunca me gustó, me siento enfermo, me vuelvo loca, en mitad del juego.
nunca me gustó, me siento enfermo ¿qué iba a decirte? yo...

lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento, lo siento.
i cried at the party, i cried at the party, lo siento, te veo y muero...
i cried at the party, i cried at the party, lo siento, si estoy sufriendo... 

(kasane teto UTAU)

i cried at the party

MV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ZcOurw5Ojc&ab_channel=GHOSTANGEL

Just like flowers with no water
Die in just the sunlight
Cherry blossom summer
Got lost in your eyes
Where do you get off on
Drowning me in your light 
Cherry blossom summer
Got lost in your eyes

Plants die when you only give them sunlight
Get high on the feeling of a gunfight
You ride on adrenaline like your bike

Like Virginia in the summer
Humid air got into your love
Couldn't blossom without water
The cherry tree is buried now

Underneath all the hurt
I've been in the light looking at you still
Looking in your eyes see your heart's made of steel
You’ve been getting high since the pill

Download

Cherry Blossom Summer

So Matt wrote + recorded the chorus, and I didn't even REMEMBER this song existed until I dug it outta my hard drive, like late December last year. I think I said it was made in like 2019 - but I am LIKELY lying through my damn teeth, cause this comp style sounds like it was made during the "Music To Survive To" era.

But anyways. Autism.
Enjoy LMAO

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Lyrics:

Wake up you zombie, it is pattern-o-clock
Your routine won't let you sleep until you follow it off
This stupid cliff, take me down and all the things that I love
Or Imma throw these fucking words in your face, until I've had enough
Bro I'm autistic as shit - I'm stuffing fun facts down your gut
Eat that bullet with me, 'cause we don't "show enough"

Hey don't drop your mask king, we masking
High functioning bastards, we're masters of disguise
We don't belong here, but guess what?
We goin' nowhere, there's nothing else to do
Now dance with me, if you're sick too
Now sing the song, we all iller than we seem
Sick enough to die young, but not yet
We goin' nowhere, there's nothing left to do

(You don't- you don't get it. Okay. Lemme try again)

They say that they don't understand, but I be real specific
When I am using these terms defining mental hieroglyphics
'Cause the social cues will kill me, but I still gotta try
And I'm tryna be human 'til the day I fucking die

(And yeah miscommunications might EVENTUALLY tie my noose, but also I like yapping about shit that doesn't matter. Matt, take over for me)

Hey don't drop your mask king, we masking
High functioning bastards, we're masters of disguise
We don't belong here, but guess what?
We goin' nowhere, there's nothing else to do
Now dance with me, if you're sick too
Now sing the song, we all iller than we seem
Sick enough to die young, but not yet
We goin' nowhere, there's nothing left to do

It's time to go fuckin stupid bro, lets fuckin gooo
'Cause I'm so sleep deprived and overworked, but I can't even show it
Yeah the resting bitch face stays on, with every high and low
And everything that I'm thinking of - you'll never truly know

I refuse to take a risk before considering every outcome
I will not take the fall, before I see a way out
The mask is on to help both you and me, 'cause I don't understand
How you think I can trust you, and your outstretched hand
When you get bullied so many times, you learn to adapt
When the world won't understand, you teach yourself to not snap
Bind your fangs behind masked words, and keep playing stupid
Cause you're a high-functioning bastard - you're an asshole, for a purpose

(And yes, I may have gone a bit too hard for the sake of getting my point across
But I am VERY tired, and I don't exactly care if I come across "mean", as long as I'm understood.
Do you get me? I hope you get me. Really.)

Hey don't drop your mask king, we masking
High functioning bastards, we're masters of disguise
We don't belong here, but guess what?
We goin' nowhere, there's nothing else to do
Now dance with me, if you're sick too
Now sing the song, we all iller than we seem
Sick enough to die young, but not yet
We goin' nowhere, there's nothing left to do

(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah!
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeahhhhh)

【Original Song】 High Functioning Bastards

Insanity is just standard protocol here, dw lol

(one-man band, otherwise credits are given where they are due)

【Original Song】 High Functioning Bastards

Shius