The crow! 😩❤️ r.i.p scott weiland and Brandon Lee

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shes standing in my room
i cant tell if shes real
a doctor in her gown
but that wont get me to heal
so put away your tools
dont operate on me
im fine just where im at
so ill tell you one last thing

baby i want you to hate me like i hate myself
i think you should find your loving in somebody else
i see youre just tryna change it but it does no help
so save your breath im so unwell
push them all away so theyre as happy as me
when im finally silent and im six underneath
i bite my tongue so hard its probably breaking my teeth
i love you so damn much but i just wish you would leave me

a bastards what i am
but they dont seem convinced
so ill fuck up all your plans
the pains making you wince
i got bored of it its my problem
and i made it yours without solving
so hate me please and start walking
away from me while im rotting

happy as me prod bunii

Oh, it's a wedding tonight
You're lit by the candles and the moon is so bright
I sit and I stare but you won't lend me an eye
I'm so unaware
Of everything you love 'bout me, I don't know what's so strong
('Bout me)
'Cause every time I think you'll leave, you run and tell me"hold on"
You tell me don't assume what I don't know
I tell you I observe the jabs you throw
You hate me but it's what you love the most
I hate it but you're irreplaceable

Gave me your smallest violin, I made a symphony
The only strings you play are when you feel like messing with me
Throw a life raft, I drown in insecurities
You hate me but you need it
You're changing like the seasons
Gave me your smallest violin, I made a symphony
The only strings you play are when you feel like messing with me
Throw a life raft, I drown in insecurities
You hate me but you need it
You're changing like the seasons

When it rains, girl, it pours but the sun is the best
It's a hurricane, another flood, it's a mess
Knock me, spinning in circles, the wind out my chest
This is bad as it gets
But you tell me don't assume what I don't know
I tell you I observe the jabs you throw
You hate me but it's what you love the most
I hate it but you're irreplaceable

Gave me your smallest violin, I made a symphony
The only strings you play are when you feel like messing with me
Throw a life raft, I drown in insecurities
You hate me but you need it
You're changing like the seasons
Gave me your smallest violin, I made a symphony
The only strings you play are when you feel like messing with me
Throw a life raft, I drown in insecurities
You hate me but you need it
You're changing like the seasons

NEED IT PROD BUNII

bunii - dont make me

disguise prod bunii

I learned to make a fist from my older brother at five,
and trust me, that skill’s kept me alive more times than I can count.
He showed me how to square up before I knew how to spell my name.
We didn’t have bedtime stories—we had bruises and broken lamps.
Mama prayed, Daddy drank, and we ducked when the shouting started.
I wore my first scar like a badge and never asked for a refund.
By seven, I knew how to take a hit and how to hide the tears.
By ten, I stopped hiding anything at all.
I’m a fighter, always have been, even when I didn’t want to be.
This skin’s beyond thin—it’s paper stretched over dynamite.
One twist, one wrong word, and I’m back in the ring.
It’s not about winning—it’s about not backing down.
I’ve thrown punches in parking lots and whispered apologies in hospital rooms.
I’ve fought for love, for pride, for silence, for nothing.
Sometimes I fight just to feel something that isn’t shame.
Sometimes I fight because it’s the only thing I trust to stay.
I’ve been hit by friends, by strangers, by truths I wasn’t ready for.
I’ve lost teeth, lost time, lost the thread of who I was supposed to be.
I’ve seen the look in her eyes when she realized I wasn’t safe to love.
I’ve walked out of rooms I should’ve stayed in and stayed in fights I should’ve walked from.
I’ve buried the best parts of me under layers of defense.
I’ve told myself I’m fine while bleeding through my shirt.
I’ve made peace with the fact that peace never made time for me.
I’ve stared down mirrors and dared them to blink first.
I don’t romanticize the damage—I just carry it.
I don’t ask for forgiveness—I just keep moving.
I don’t know what healing looks like, but I know what survival costs.
I don’t cry anymore, but I still flinch when someone says “safe.”
I’m the kind of man who’d die from a blow he didn’t see coming.
Not because he’s weak, but because he’s always looking the other way.
I’ve got stories stitched into my knuckles and regrets tattooed on my ribs.
I’ve got a heart that punches back and a mind that won’t stay quiet.
I’ve got a past that won’t let go and a future I don’t trust.
I’ve got one truth left: I fight.
Not for glory. Not for fame.
Just because that’s what got me down the line.
That’s just me.
No anthem. No apology.
Just a man who learned to swing
and never stopped.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me.
That’s just me.(That’s just me.)That’s just me

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