ever since the plane lifted its wings i kept this one song on repeat
smoking funny papers
laughing rolling out of my seat
i took a minute was out of reach 
now im as close as i can get without stepping in the same feet
i was slept but i cut my sheets into pieces and sewed this fleece
im sleek bud i tell no statements no affidavit or pleas
i was slumped out with buckles knees
i was strung on a puppets string
now i dont even wanna sing
i dont even wanna sing
looked out the window to below and i imagined falling down
and if thered be any way to save myself
i pictured in that last moment as im falling my way through the clouds
maybe id find time to do a front flip or spin around
and the years are going by they feel like minutes now
and the second i felt the high i was like im living now
the lemon sour i make faces and i spit it out
ill spend it now cause i only know im here for now
hear the sounds piercing howl oh how its fierce and loud 
hold the wheel i think im gonna let somebody else steer for now
at deaths doors but i dont fear it now
i dont even know what the fuck im feeling now
hold your tears im with the spirits now
i used to never drink and now im right up at the bottom of these spirits now
they didnt fuck with me im weird as hell 
and im smoking stank thatll get you so high you can hear the smell
open up the curtains and im peering out 
at the function i barely make an appearance now
i know its bad but it feel good so its pure as hell
bruh ill give you 50 dollars for that purel 
im outside fuckin flexing to the squirrels
and imma burn this fuckin fire till the world melts
(let it all burn down) 
berrrch

plane ride high on the redeye

i dont wanna hesitate
wanna go with what i feel
and i look at both my hands
just to make sure im still here
and i check my pulse heartbeat
just to make sure i can hear it 
and i find the closest mirror
just to make sure im still real 
so i force myself outside
and i crawl out from my cave 
and i hear whoosh of tires
and i feel wind on my face
and i zone out for a sec
cause i was thinkin of you
i was in this nice daydream
it was only just us two
and everything was so good 
and we lived a simple life
in a little house in the woods
with the birds and butterflies

cautious and delicate 
only if its right
only if its right
let me know if

if you wanna hang sometime
on the roof of your old house
we can sit and watch the sky
n find pictures in the clouds 
when im bored i think about
how wed sit and talk for hours
but it doesnt feel that long
wasnt even keeping count 
and we held our bodies close
and you said that i was warm
and i think about it sometimes
and how i want it more
and everything is so good
and everything feels just right
like ill wake up from this dream
and its only just one night

cautious and delicate

dont you think its passionate the sounds of the crashing from the will of gravity 
the buildings down and in ruble among ashes and the long deceased
the smashed together metal beams all torn to shreds like pedals of a flower   

when ur in my bed
and its not right
cause its not me
and this love brings dread 
on this tripwire
in this lust finds
something in myself 
you said you saved me but i dont think i agree
i couldnt tell who my friends were cause i wasnt me 
i kept that dress in my backpack for years and years
i think theres something about that but idk

dont you think its passionate the sounds of the crashing from the will of gravity 
the buildings down and in ruble among ashes and the long deceased
the smashed together metal beams all torn to shreds like pages on the ground 
with bolts and wires  
dress floats by
white silk and laced chiffon 
spotless and dry

the sounds of the crashing from the will of gravity the buildings down and in rubble

[Intro]
Ough, ough, woah
(Morteh, hmm)

[Chorus]
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Phew, phew, phew), she gon' get the dick tonight (It's her)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite
All the gas I brought is mine, this high is a private flight
Half an ounce will do me right, if we talking just tonight

[Verse 1]
All annoying bitches in my dm's be like Navi (Hey, listen)
I ain't do a feature just to fucking make you happy
Said "I like your music" it does not mean you can dap me (Dap me up)
Might take it to Maury with the way she call me daddy

[Bridge]
Ayy
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Yeah), she gon' get the dick tonight (Woah)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite (Smokin' on a motor stripe)
All the gas I brought is mine

[Verse 2]
Propane hit me hard, tastes like fuel from cars
Exclusive Gmail beats, rip that bitch apart
Your smoke smell like farts, my smoke smell like sharts
Fucking up my heart, crush a blunt like it's a dart
Bitch, I come through, and I fuck it up
You could really do the damage if you suck it up (Suck it up)
Shooter on the roof, see your face and muck it up (Woah)
Hennessy and Gas Cross a fade like it's a double dutch

[Chorus]
Smokin' on a motor stripe (Phew, phew, phew), she gon' get the dick tonight (It's her)
Homie washing cup but still he sipping on a dirty sprite
All the gas I brought is mine, this high is a private flight
Half an ounce will do me right, if we talking just tonight

9TAILS - drop zone (prod. oaker & morteh)

[Intro]
Huh (Huh)

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)

[Verse]
Off a mushroom, figure myself out
This shit send me to the moon to lay the verse down
The weed I smoke like updates, that shit make shut down
7 grams to a blunt, smoking on a touchdown
I won't date you just because we go to your house
Pants come down like prices at a Walmart blow out
I don't think I like you, why do you think I bite you
I release so frequently, it shock you like a Raichu
I go to fancy places order what I want to
Eat it by myself because there’s no one I want to talk to
Spend so much time alone and you can grow enough to like you
But step into the world and there will no one you’ll relate to
No one you’ll relate to (Relate to)
Yeah, no one you’ll relate to
I’m guessing that’s a con when you’re the only one that made of you
When you act like yourself, I guess it’s real easy to hate you

[Chorus]
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas (Ay, ay), pool shoes
Rainy nights (Rainy)
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)
Oh, oh, sundays blues
Vintage gas, pool shoes
Rainy nights
In the stu
Give me beats, give me drugs, let’s make a tune (Let's make a tune)

[Outro]
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh

9TAILS - for after a long day (prod. stillvanishing)

Verse 1
I watched Pulp Fiction nine times in the dollar theater
Seats were cracked vinyl, the floor stuck like a heater
We mouthed the lines under flickering lights
The soundtrack played, it carried through the nights

Pre-Chorus
Everything blurred, the air was alive
The world felt crooked, but we survived

Verse 2
The 90s were humming, wired but blind
We had the internet, we just didn’t know where to find
Cell phones came with the leather and steel
The soundtrack played, it made the night feel real

Pre-Chorus
Everything blurred, the air was alive
The world felt crooked, but we survived

Chorus
I can’t tell if it mattered at all
We stayed up late, waiting for the call
The soundtrack played, it sharpened the sky
Tarantino bled into the rest of our lives
That movie bled into the rest of our lives
Verse 3
Rich folks drank Dewar’s in tailored clothes
We smoked outside, let the ash fall slow
Payphones humming like ghosts in the rain
The soundtrack played, it carried our shame

Pre-Chorus
Years keep folding, I don’t even try
The film keeps running, I just watch it rewind

Chorus
I can’t tell if it mattered at all
We stayed up late, waiting for the call
The soundtrack played, it sharpened the sky
Tarantino bled into the rest of our lives
That movie bled into the rest of our lives

Verse 4
I watched Pulp Fiction nine times in the dollar theater
Seats were cracked vinyl, the floor stuck like a heater
We mouthed the lines under flickering lights
The soundtrack played, it carried through the nights

Pre-Chorus
Everything blurred, the air was alive
The world felt crooked, but we survived

Chorus
I can’t tell if it mattered at all
We stayed up late, waiting for the call
The soundtrack played, it sharpened the sky
Tarantino bled into the rest of our lives
That movie bled into the rest of our lives


I Watched Pulp Fiction Nine Times In The Dollar Theater

hold the casket door (instrumental by hollowtekken96141)

I Hate Highways

Walking Distance

additional instrumentation by Cisco
@waitingoncisco

Space Princess (with waitingoncisco)

some guitar n stems by cisco
@waitingoncisco

Cynic Little Cycles (with waitingoncisco)

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Walking Distance

Softheart