you don’t gotta be here if you don’t wone’a

hustle

everyday i had the same old ways
same old things 
same old dreams
it was you who always wanted me think 
you were so so clean but youre all bad things
it was you who wanted me to get in trouble
i would do it anyway id go for double
it was you who always wanted me think 
you were so so clean but youre all bad things

same old everything

gasoline

arkangel where are you tonight in this world
arkangel i just wanna be your girl

i start feeling sick and i kinda wanna cry when
i dont have you here and youre not by my side so
my arkangel just come home with me tonight

arkangel i think that we get along
arkangel someday i might sing you this song 

i start feeling sick and i kinda wanna cry when
i dont have you here and youre not by my side so
my arkangel just come home with me tonight

arkangel

Deleted scene — Character: Old money bitch
Upon reading of a girl from the Northwest’s chemically-induced emotional transformation, Old money bitch begins to yearn for something similar.

Northwest zombie girl

my age for once

single off the project (3 of 4)

production by me (+50)
art by me

lyrics:
my life is boring
but i like it that way
i cant afford it
i guess i should've kept my change
you're looking at me
im looking at your shoes
i shouldn't be this judgy
we both know I've lost it too

tell me if its ever gonna be alright
i know i deserve it
better off observing (from a far)
will you ever see me in that light
i know that you're hurting
im needing your warning

there's no saving me
there's no saving me
i've lost it all
i've lost it all

observer

Dodger

Donnie

Let's go back
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A Way Out


She moves like liquid through the smoke
Pills like candy on her tongue
Someone's crying in the next room
No one knows their name

The party never ends here
Always a fresh flow
Of wicked boys and pretty girls
Putting on a show

Pretty girls with piercing eyes
Telling pretty lies
Waiting for the night to come
For the the light to quit and die
Pretty girls and with ugly souls
Dressed up to the nines
I’d sell my soul for a pretty girl
But I’ve already sold mine

There's a boy who speaks in riddles
About the end of everything
Hands shake when he lights her cigarette
He’s such a fragile thing

The music's getting slower now
Or maybe that's just how it feels
When you've been awake for days on end
And nothing seems quite real

Pretty girls with piercing eyes
Telling pretty lies
Waiting for the night to come
For the the light to quit and die
Pretty girls and with ugly souls
Dressed up to the nines
I’d sell my soul for a pretty girl
But I’ve already sold mine

I’ve already sold mine
I’ve already sold mine


Pretty Girls (Ugly Souls)

highspeed

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ididntreplaceyou w/lieu (fortune + threedimensionsapart)

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my age for once

synecdoche new york

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