production, mixing and backing vocals by @blackwinterwells

come pick me up i'll pay for gas
there's nowhere that i want to be
and you'll drive fast and i won't ask
to pick the music or the street
and we can talk about whatever and pretend that we won't tell
even pretending to ourselves

u think it's easy where it's darker 
and i like to feel my heart
speed up with my eyes shut
and feel we're doing something we should not
so for a time i spend my life just trying to find out when to stop
just trying to guess when we'll get caught

this place is suffocating
i'll still be here in five years
like i promise i won't through the wind in your ears
but nothing feels as urgent
and these nights are still important
and there's still a lot i haven't put into words yet

every time i feel alive it will feel just like this
i'll get the things u did 
forget the boy i kissed
by the hangar and you'll both be strangers to me

tonight it matters how i'm not a person who u want to see
cause i like to talk about the hospital and go when i don't need it
just to show the world i feel it
i only ever did it once
and it was selfish it was dumb
but i can't bring myself to

hate me for wanting a break
i'll still be here in five years
where i made every mistake
sixteen trying to disappear
for one week and a half
you know it's all an act
cause there's still a lot i haven't put into words yet

hangar

hangar (blackwinterwells)

lost myself

leave it all behind

depression & obsession cover

Read people!


Library uh
Library uh aye

Put that funding in the library teach these kids through a book
Picking up my library card find a book with a hook
Reading through these pages dang I took a another look
To read a mockingbird put these homies to work
Put that funding in education teach these homies to read
Me and my brother start a book club do you see what I see
Put some money in education let’s see how it will be
Gotta value all your time don’t be learning no sneeze
You can keep it for free all the knowledge you gain
If you read a book homie that girl might ask your name
They love a smart brother you need a kindle or light
I suggest devil all the time but you read what ya like
Yukio Mishima, Camus here is a start
Do you like nonfiction or stuff that’ll break your heart?
Do you wanna gain knowledge? Is your empathy lacking
Start out with James Baldwin and you’ll see that hes smacking
John Adam had a point yo listen to the here words
Education makes a man nature takes what he’s worth
People need to be educated bear expensive to the third
Every places needs a school, homie do you gotta learn what you learn
I ain’t with book banning that’s how you destroy the earth
Aye

If it all comes crashing down, and you need a safe place
Open up your mind there’s a library in place
Aye

Prod: Mr. Hensley

library card - (prod. library of congress)

Hook:
Smoking skeletons while I look at you
Call me George, look at the way you got me pulling on the moon
Sipping vodka, this ain't whiskey, that's my bitch right off the shrooms
I wake up in lucid dreaming, I'm seeing tattoos in the pool
Swimming home just for my love, the fog casts shade into the night
Broken car right on the road, I had to turn that to the right
Sneaky links I call her Georgia,  got the peach I wanna bite
She'll call me up after I'm sober, baby, nah, I won't do you right

Verse:
I'm casting demons in these roles, give them the producer and the limelight
Nah, homie, I don't want trouble, but you don't wanna see me in a fight
Nightmares of my life, do me right, I won't fuck you twice
Walk alone in the road, she's a witch inside the night
Call me home, I'm alone, broken down all for the flight
I got homies who fuck bitches and he knows she likes 'em right
Machiavelli call me prince, I hate homies who can't write
Homie body-shaming his wife, I see through your mask tonight
If you hate on bitches, homie, I'll tell ya momma you're a dyke
Pussy homies think they're the shit, dawg, go take care of your wife and your kid
Fuck this bitch up to me, I'd make you dig a ditch
Nothing is worse compared to this, I pray on my momma and my fits
Praying for my pappy's soul, he was an angel, he was rich
Miss you, Casey, you're a brother, it ain't right, but it is what it is
Just way too young, two lost souls, I bump Ghosty during my fits
When I'm high, off the smoke, I see my demons in the Ritz

Hook:
Smoking skeletons while I look at you
Call me George, look at the way you got me pulling on the moon
Sipping vodka, this ain't whiskey, that's my bitch right off the shrooms
I wake up in lucid dreaming, I'm seeing tattoos in the pool
Swimming home just for my love, the fog casts shade into the night
Broken car right on the road, I had to turn that to the right
Sneaky links I call her Georgia, she got the peach I wanna bite
She'll call me up after I'm sober, baby, nah, I won't do you right

give u the moon [prod.gxm x Divase]

make matters worse (prod. stranger)

hatred (prod. pyctur)

bottle my feelings like theyre champagne
i left home now nothings the same
you left me like all my friends did
brand new rifle i might end it

all of these thoughts i could never escape
you play with me then you throw me away
shes never wrong when you cant get a sentence, out if you were me youd leave in a second

all of these thoughts i could never explain
i tried to write but you ripped out the page
i tried to fight but you ripped out my heart
bit it, and spit it back out in my face

you show your fangs 
now i feel like i been going insane
goin insane
goin insane

depression & obsession cover

THXOMUCH

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