Im insane⋆｡₊♬ ﾟ. @ddertbag @sg37

uh huh  
im gone
i passed out
blacked out

wanna break out, leave me alone
first time
full dose

uh huh
im god
i cant stay long
i forgot

take another, it dont last long
please stop
im lost

uh huh
drippin blood
thats enough
on the run

cut urself
go on walks
gotta help
we can talk

never leave the block
always bad luck
i got bad blood
i cant choose love

i dont love shit
dont wanna be this
i cant focus
opiate fix

im so broken
i cant be fixed
treat me like shit
unsafe what i mix

different color pills
who cares what i feel
i dont wanna live
who cares if im real

chasing prod. jolst & cutspace

diegointhedark - ribcage (prod. with3r + sg37)

prod https://soundcloud.com/shrinex

Lyrics:
Put me in your pocket and we could run away
I feel so stuck every time you look at me
Turned to stone baby I cant look away
It wont get better, every day's a rainy day

Talking tough, you won't do nothing
He'd be mangled, body carved just like a pumpkin
Show your cards, I think you're bluffing
Walk me right into the street cuz' I'm a puppet
I'm a puppet
Seam ripper at my stitching are you done yet?
If I disappear, would that make you upset?
I'm just an after thought baby where my love at?

Swept under the rug or the doormat
I feel out of place what's the format?
I put chrome on my belt you can't afford that
See your fangs when you smile I adore that

You can come and go like it's clockwork
Cat scratch on my wrist, let's add another
Studded belt to my face, I need to suffer
I'm on a mission baby keep it undercover

New world just like Alice in-
It's a wonderland, I need more medicine
Heart attacks when I'm stepping in
This an all black suit, feel like the president

Key in my back, watch me wind up
I'm a clockwork toy, think my time's up
We're moving shady, you can't find us
You count me out but this tower I'mma climb up

Talking tough, you won't do nothing
He'd be mangled, body carved just like a pumpkin
Show your cards, I think you're bluffing
Walk me right into the street cuz' I'm a puppet
I'm a puppet
Seam ripper at my stitching are you done yet?
If I disappear, would that make you upset?
I'm just an after thought baby where my love at?

What's so funny? Ain't no laughter
Talk down, light you up like jack-o'-lanterns
Bullets at your feet make you a dancer
Already talking to the dead like necromancers
Your lame aesthetic spread like cancer
Put the barrel in your mouth, I'm getting answers
Icepick through my eye, now my head hurts
Put a gamble on my life cuz' nothing matters

wonderland (shrinemaiden)

i got hoes 
they clawing at my jeans
i post that on twitter 
bitches ask me what that means
yo ass acting bitter 
pockets busting at the seems
no quitting 
go getter 
how you think i got all these racks on me?

i had to up my dosage
new pills so i focus
chilling by the ceiling while im sipping on the ocean
its been hard i been dealing with emotion
cant let down my guard i can never reduce motion
so im toting im never unloaded
yhea pass go bitch ill drive it like i stole it
top floor shit like i just got my promotion
gotta go get but i dont know where im going

true 
i dont 
thats exactly why i toat
thats why im smokin dro
to keep me in control
when i move 
stay close
they stepping on my toes
yeah im tryna balance out my lows
but its weighing on my soul

What That Means (xtasane & kurchev)

sense yourself tainted
abandon all attempts to restrain it
my whole mind is twisted
this dread im encased in
shadows that no light could dispel
i’m at the crossroads, i still dwell
another cold night alone at the roadside
walking with closed eyes trapped in my own mind
starting to see why i can’t feel alive
left denied, ill leave it all behind

gutted by stillness
where will i take this
rapid spreading sickness
you could say I’m ill fated
tangled wires in the system
what have i created
exuding hatred

figures in the window
gutted by stillness
lure me into limbo
guided by visions
gaze around the walls
waiting for a call
when will I receive a signal


send a bullet to his dome make him fall asleep
wasteland ima roam like a zombie
where you stand you will fall end up crawling
just want a sense of belonging
the essence is haunting

dread

perfectly flawed (hallow + lusi + fleafriends)

prod @jolst @taylor

@stellathepixie
when ur alone 
put ur hands up for me 
tell me what you know
say it with ur body
it’s all about u
it’s all about us
i don’t blame u 
ur just crying in the club

love me a little 
love me a lot 
i’d never take away something you love
so many miles
that’s between us 
but you get prettier with every one
hate other people
don’t give a fuck 
testing my limits on feeling your touch 
i’d smile but it’s so bad
you can have fun i like that 

@creepybuggirl
ur long sleeves
wrapped around me
i can’t help it but to get this feeling
softly
hold me
i can’t take it anymore
don’t know what to say now
i look at the floor
avoid ur face and think how i want more
but what’s the reason
does there always have to be one

crying in the club ft. creepybuggirl & emorave (jolst taylor)

"My Apologies" is the bold and deeply personal debut solo album that confronts the complicated truth about regret, accountability, and healing. Blending high-energy trap beats with slow-burning, introspective tracks, this project captures the emotional tug-of-war between seeking forgiveness and demanding it.

With raw honesty and unapologetic lyricism, the album serves as a confession booth and a courtroom—where the artist owns up to past mistakes, but also puts others on trial for the wrongs done to him. It’s not just about saying “sorry”—it’s about asking why no one ever said it back.

Each track builds a narrative of growth, grief, rage, and redemption. From the chest-thumping anthems that echo frustration and resilience, to the slower, melodic moments soaked in vulnerability, My Apologies reveals a complex emotional landscape that many can relate to—but few are brave enough to express.

This isn’t just an album. It’s a statement. A reckoning. A release.

Show Me

Not Enüf [faint]

Overly P (seveng1n)

Still Mourning Love 💋

(you gotta listen at full volume)

What That Means (xtasane & kurchev)

SMLX