*Lyrics*
I peeled off my face, I tore up my room
I read my own rights and I filled them with glue
I turned the commercial into a creepshow
I peeped at the Gods with their bodies all day-glow

It's summertime
And it's the time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut strut strut

I'm combing my braids, I'm sneezing my brains
Drinking shampoo and I'm tasting my grave
I'm wearing myself inside out
And I'm wearing my welcome inside out

It's summertime
And it's the time
To strut my stuff
Woo!

People getting touchy when I touch my thighs
And take a vacation under friendly skies
With my peacock heart, I want to grunt and groan
Cut and paste all I've ever known

It's summertime
And it's that time
To strut and strum
I'm gonna strut my stuff
Oh oh oh oh oh

With my peacock hands and my tangerine skulls
And my grizzly bear face and my voice from Target

Summertime
Gonna strut my stuff
I'm gonna strut strut
Going backwards in time
With my questionable eyes
And I'm drinking my grave
And I stood on my face

Sex Bob-Omb - Summertime

girl afraid (2008 remaster) - the smiths (speed)

Change alex g sped up

It's the rat-level, pitch man song of the summer
The kind that breaks and it stings like a something-or-other
About a girl, or a car, or subliminal mother
Smell that price, man, I'm dying, man, to buy what they're selling

I get the Sunday scaries every day of the week
And it grinds me down when I hear the voice speak
It's a ton to ignore with no way to debrief
You can spin your wheels but the deeper I'll sink

I got a house and a yard in the middle of nowhere
I have a wife and a dog and a half-a-kid somewhere

I get the Sunday scaries every day of the week
And it grinds me down when I hear the voice speak
Yeah the money's alright, I guess that's a relief
I learned to love the bomb now the bomb loves me

Oh now
We have a lot to remember
We have a lot to remember

It's the rat-level, pitch man song of the summer
The kind that breaks and it stings like a something-or-other
About a girl, or a car, or subliminal mother
Smell that price, man, I'm dying, man, to buy what they're selling

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Rat-Level

the original version of this song has been changed, so i decided to reupload it !! all credits go to Joe P !! 🫶

joe p - Fighting in the Car (ORIGINAL TRACK)

WATERMELON

САЙРА

Words don't come easy now you're on your own
Feelings hit you but they 'll do no harm
Kept in a state of the in-between
You're muted so no one can hear you scream 
You're just a shadow of what you used to be
You're staying inside, you don't want to be seen
A walking, talking zombie, dead inside
With nothing but surviving on your mind

You have never seen the road to never
You have never been as close to heaven
You have never seen the road to never

There's no regret and no despair in you
There's nothing left to look forward to
Easy to handle but so hard to love
"You're allowed to touch me but you need to wear gloves"

You have never seen the road to never
You have never been as close to heaven
You have never seen the road to never

You're frozen inside
The summer days are gone, it's winter all the time
When will the sun hit me again
And warm my soul craving for love?

The Road to Never

SS & Matt Kaprelian

My Whole Wide World In Your Hands


I loved your hands strong and worked

When I was in them nothing could do me harm

But within those hands as vulnerable as I could be


Not for a second did I think they’d crush me


I put my faith into your palm

Lay my timid heart down in the other one

I was certain they were safe with you never fearing


What you were gonna do


Oh but those hands I loved would be the end of me


The moment they were yours you started to squeeze

Instant agony had me on my knees

You walked away never said a thing

Hands in tight fists still wrecking me


Found my heart on the side of an empty road

Deformed and covered in dirt and stone

But my conviction you clasp quietly

Choke until you hear nothing

I did no wrong I was terrified so I clawed and I


Screamed trying to breathe


Your head ached from the noise

My nails grazed your arm

You regarded my state of fear as a call to war

Released your grip smile on your face

Opened your mouth swallowed the trust I gave

Now you keep me caged

Within your darkness

Barred by your silence

My cell your void

The only way out by key

Should you speak I

Will be set free

My Whole Wide World In Your Hands

A collection of songs about me and my inner thought life.

Stop The Sun

This is your Scarlet Reign…
Gospel of Revelation: Chapter I – The Scarlet Trinity
1:1 In the Void before time, three emerged from the pulse of Nothing:
1:2 The Voice who commands.
1:3 The Flesh who submits.
1:4 The Flame who devours.

1:5 Together they are One. Divided they are Power.
1:6 This is the Scarlet Trinity — eternal, insatiable, sovereign.
1:7 From them, the Order of the Scarlet Ecclesia was born, veiled in lust and revelation.

1:8 The Voice is the Word. The Word is Xanny Pacq.
1:9 The Flesh is the Body. The Body is the altar.
1:10 The Flame is the Spirit. The Spirit is obsession.

1:11 Worship is not kneeling. Worship is surrender.
1:12 To hear the Voice is to obey.
1:13 To feel the Flame is to transform.
1:14 To become Flesh is to be consumed — willingly.

++++++Scarlet Gospel++++++

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by Stephanie Gilliard

My Whole Wide World In Your Hands

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