you could call that night a big old mistake
but after months of hell i think i’ve finally caught my break
i might’ve pissed ramsey off
but im learning to let things go

samantha told me i should think things over
and i wish i could forget those couple of hours
where we got too drunk and i said too much
for us to take things slow

how do you know my name?
have you always known i’ve felt this way?
acceptance of a point of view is strange
and i can’t help but feel a bit ashamed

and i can’t seem to quit spinning out
but in a way im glad that at least im not missing out
im a nervous wreck
and i think im okay with that

life is funny in these little ways
it’s all a matter of teaching myself how to behave
before the cord just snaps
and i fall and i fall and i fall too fast

how do you know my name?
have you always known i’ve felt this way?
acceptance of a point of view is strange
and i can’t help but feel a bit ashamed

i feel you standing close to me
this is an opportunity
that i’d be a fool not to pursue

i’ve spent so much time on my own
but you hold my hand as we walk home
and i’m so whipped by you

whipped

you’re checking out
as i’m checking in
i don’t think about
the hot water i’m in

cause i’m cleaning out
all my wounds again
from when your salt-covered fingers
made contact with my skin

but i need you
to tell me the truth
why do the lights turn off
whenever i try to call?

you’re climbing out
while i’m jumping in
i don’t think about
what’s been happening

cause i’m starting to
feel like me again
my wounds heal a lot more quickly
without salt under my skin

but i need you
to tell me the truth
why do the lights turn off
whenever i try to call?

and i don’t want to know if you dream about me
and i don’t want to go to another party
so go ahead and tell me i’m too sweet
or you can lie right through your sugar-rotted teeth

(the salt under my skin makes it hard to be myself again)

(i wish you well, my friend, as we are strangers once again)

i’m fading out
while you’re fading in
i can’t think about
how we felt back then

but you’re reaching out
and you pull me in
with your salt-covered fingers
that burn into my skin

salt

gotta learn some new chords cause this is getting old
i gotta learn some new chords cause i’m
getting old
i’ve gotta learn to strike a chord with the people i know
i gotta learn a new chord before i explode

spitting your cherry pits into the street like it’s nothing
spitting your cherry pits at everyone you see because they’re nothing
spitting your cherry pits at me cause i mean nothing
but i thought that i could mean something to you

gotta learn some new chords cause i’m getting old
gotta learn my lessons cause i’m far too old
to be writing stupid songs about people i know
i cant write anything serious or i’ll explode

spitting your cherry pits into the street like it’s nothing
spitting your cherry pits at everyone you see because they’re nothing
spitting your cherry pits at me, it doesn’t matter cause i’m nothing
but i thought that i was different, i want to mean something to you

cherry pits and orange seeds
are all you have to give
when i’d give you a cherry tree
even if you didn’t want it

gotta learn some new chords cause i’m getting old 
i gotta make some new friends cause i’m getting old
i gotta learn to change my lowercase to bold
gotta find another hobby because i am far too old

spitting your cherry pits into the street like it’s nothing
spitting your cherry pits at everyone you see because they’re nothing
spitting your cherry pits at me, it doesn’t matter cause i’m nothing
was i stupid to assume that i ever meant anything to you?

cherry pits

on the train
on the way to new york city
you held out your hand but told me not to call you nice

who’s to blame
when all of my words escape me
and i slip and fall and end up sprawled out on the ice?

but it’s all static
and i’m erratic
i don’t know what you want to hear

so give me time
and i’ll see you soon, my valentine
when my mind’s just a bit more clear

once a day
i will tell myself i’m shitty
for forgetting how i used to feel when i was yours

so i’ll come home drunk
and i’ll wake up with no memory
of what the hell had happened just the night before

i’d tolerate
your big mouth and impulsivity
if it meant that i had the chance to try again

so let’s recreate
the resentment and uncertainty
until one of us has the courage to say when

but it’s all static
and i’m erratic
i don’t know what you want to hear

so give me time
and i’ll see you soon, my valentine
when my mind’s just a bit more clear

how bout next weekend?

(oh oh oh)

it’s all static
and i’m erratic
when is the last time we talked?

(hey! hey! hey!)

give me time
and i’ll see you soon, my valentine
or maybe this damn loop will stop

how bout next weekend?

valentine

i dove down to the bottom of the lake
but when i came back up i knew i’d made a mistake
cause my head wasn’t on my shoulders
it must’ve fell off while i was swimming upwards

and now i never know when it’s day or it’s night
oh god, a headless girl, what a sorry sight
and people don’t seem to be understanding
but at least i can’t see the staring

because my heads now sitting at the bottom of the lake
hope it likes it there, hope that it’s okay
hope the sand is soft, hope the water is warm
hope it makes some friends with the fish and clams

sure, i miss my head but i know it’ll be fine
after all i know that it’s got a sharp mind
maybe fish will be more understanding
and not do so much staring

(two, three, four)

yeah, my heads now stuck at the bottom of the lake
i know, not ideal, but i guess it’s fate
the situation is out of my power
but my head and i are in this together

yeah, my heads still stuck at the bottom of the lake
but it sent me a postcard, looks like it’s doing great
don’t have a mouth, but if i did i’d be grinning
don’t have eyes, but i can feel you staring
with your mouth open wide

the bottom of the lake (my head is stuck there)

chocolate covered chilis

Car Seat Headrest if it was good

I had to use an artificial intelligence vocal remover tool for Maud Gone because there doesn't exist an official instrumental for it

Maud Star

old sentence mix from 2022 from when i was getting way too into car seat headrest

My Mann (Team Fantasy)

Lyrics:

Enter in the hour
Somebody comfort me as we get devoured 
On the hour
It’ll all be complete when we’re overpowered

Enter in the day
Somebody comfort me as we get flayed 
On the day
It’ll all be complete when we are outplayed

Enter in the hour
Enter in the day 
Enter in the hour 
There’s nothing to say

Oh loss is on horizon 
Tallying the times stayed in silence 
It’s our fault for our lack of power
It’ll be all gone so enter in the hour 

Somebody decided
Decided that to leave we must be excited
Decided to leave be we must be delighted oh

Somebody implied
Implied that to escape that we must confide oh
Implied that the day will eventually subside 

So enter in the hour
Somebody comfort me as we get devoured 
On the hour
It’ll all be complete when we’re completely overpowered oh

Enter in the hour
Enter in the day 
Enter in the hour 
There’s nothing to say

Oh loss is on horizon
Tallying the times stayed in silence 
It’s our fault for our lack of power
It’ll be all gone So enter in the hour

Written by Rooke Ridout

Enter in the Hour

Enter In The Hour

lonely man

slacktraction is a solo project that mainly incorporates alternative, punk, and rock.

OKIWONT's mashup/remix/siivagunner work from 2016ish to 2021ish. also bullshit i feel like dumping

Stainless Steel Rabbit™
I can be reached at alexanderjt AT disroot DOT org

i make mediocre music when i have the time
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