curly hair secrets (screams turned to moans)

L♡V</3 In Disguise (prod. SHVRS)

FUCKED UP (LØVE ØVERDØ$E) (freestyle prod.fxzn)

ALL EYES ON VENEZUELA

Wakin’ up in sweat, now my life is full of regret
Wanna go back… fuck Paradøx, I’ve been playin’ Xbox
Tell me, can I go back?
Tell me, can I go back?

Tell me, can i ? 
Tell me, can i go back ?
Tell me, can i ?
April 7th fucked up, all my life screwed again
This will never have no end
Tell me, can i?

I don't chase adrenaline, I'm numb off the ketamine
You mixed your feelings with pregabalin, 15 and naive
Pink glasses on, red flags just looked like flags to me
I don’t wanna live that life again 

Feel the hollow in my sleep
Pain don’t matter when your life’s broke
I fake a laugh like a tightrope
I see the cracks in my soul glow
And it’s colder than it ever was before



All my friends said I changed, I don’t feel the same
Every night that shadow calls my name
Sorry Gran, I let you down — I cried till I bled out
Still cryin’ on the floor, drinkin till I black out
My mind’s a mess and I can’t escape
The mirror’s cracked, I hate my  face
No one calls, I isolate
I numb noise just to stay awake


There’s a hole in my chest, still act like I’m the best
Everything feels wrong I can taste it on my tongue
And It is what it is, I guess, drownin' in  regrets
Told me not to cry when you’re gone… but mom, I’m not strong
Yeah, I’m not strong
I told you I’d hold on
But everything feels gone
Everthing feels gone
(Everything feels gone)


Woke up with the static in my brain again
Same loop, same pain, I can’t fake pretend
Voices in the hallway, echo like a curse
Tryna write a future but I’m stuck in worst
Cigarette burns in my hoodie sleeve
Keep sayin’ that I’m fine, but I barely breathe
I stare at the ceiling like it hold the sky even stars don't answer why
Told my friends I'm ghostin’ just to find my peace
But I’m just tryna bleed out in a quiet piece
All these meds turn my dreams to ash
And my heart feels heavy like a car crash
And, I miss who I was, not who I became
Now I flinch at the sound of my own name
If I could rewind, I would never press play
But I’m here in dark, just driftin’ away
Doin’ pills just to numb the pain
But the silence louder than Novocaine
Doesn’t matter in the end  I don't know a friend I can name
Stuck in my head, thought I wouldspeak, but I just overthink
(When you wear pink glasses… every red flag just looks like a flag, just look like a flag 

Pink regrets (Will i go back?)

Lyrics

Locked up emotions no Cage 
No im walkin right to the stage
Loving you forever thought it was a phase


You brought vices on my ways i cant live without no days, thinking bout our better days, now im stuck up on this pills, fate love thrills turned to fake love hills, 

they said love heals but meant to be turned to fatal kiss, now i know your love only kills losing traction, for you i got fatal atraction

 know we wasnt meant to be, but you gave me dopamine thought of you was heavenly ended like my worst enemy

Made me lost my identity more than 3 years since she gone  got not sanity, takin pills tryna get my peace theres no serenity, my trauma just increase  sobriety on decrease 



Falling on the streers will i ever get release? All the vices you placed on me, your demons live in me ive been fighting like bruce lee
Will you ever set me free? 



Se que no quieres que sea feliz, pienso en ti toa la semana mi mente ya cansada, otra vez tomo pastillas conciencia desvelada, siento no estoy consciente, pero mis amigos ven mi cora ya no siente, dime, es este dolor en verdad existente?


(Dickson's verse)
Quiero ver tus ojos cuando hablo, es que no lo aguanto.
Tal vez es porque te quiero en mi cuarto, dame un rato.
O tal vez más, veo mi futuro pasando contigo al lado.
Ahora se como duele verte con otro y no conmigo.
Grito tu nombre pero no escucho tu voz, tu sonido.
Extraño verte, eres todo lo yo que siempre he querido.
Baby te quiero querer pero porque me dañas tanto? no ves que  no aguanto mas, he esperado por ti tanto

Tantas cosas que no te pude decir en el momento 
Le pregunté a Dios si pudiera regresar en el tiempo. Dile que te quiero.
Quiero estar contigo al tiempo, darte todo lo que tengo cuando quiero tu consuelo, tu amor es lo que yo quiero nadie me da lo que das 
Tu carita linda ma' 
Tus labios quiero besar 
Mi vida una vez más sin ti no voy para más (una vez mas)

(☆Paradøx♡ to my verse)
Jockey got me lost on these pills
tryna replace her fuckin foreign girls 
Its a mess on the highway hills, shawty wanna ride like she jockey im the horse

told me all girls aint the same, but she like  other whores, i know i cant change her like hoe, ive been squeeezin on her tits like im playing play doh, she sucking on my dick like im her popsycle playboybunny tho

Jockey girl (Just After Chaos Keep It Eternal) feat Dickson

sahig gawa sa marbols (ft.youngstyzo)

desaparezco un ratico

Un parcours lumineux dans Tite 2:11–3:8 : Paul confie à Tite le cœur de l’Évangile : le concept révolutionnaire de "la grâce du Dieu sauveur pour tous". Une théologie simple et forte qui libère, éduque et met en mouvement vers la sagesse, la justice et la piété, pour un bien concret « beau et utile aux humains ».
Texte et vidéo : https://jecherchedieu.ch/temoignages/la-grace-du-dieu-sauveur-pour-tous-les-humains-tite-2-11-3-8-evangile-et-salut-pour-tous/


«La grâce du Dieu sauveur pour tous les humains» (Tite 2:11) : Évangile et salut pour tous

prod (februxry)

I’ma get the bands though
Buy Rari or Lambo
Asked her, “Can she dance?”
I just shoot my shot
Bitch, I feel like Rambo
Let's keep our hands hold
Ballin’ more than Lonzo
Money in my pockets
Bitch, they ’bouta blow x2 


She likes it on her face
Bounce that ass like 808
I don't care what the people say
We gon’ mess ’round all day 
She likes it on her face
Bounce that ass like 808
I don't care what the people say
We gon’ mess ’round all day 


I don' care what they say now
Hunnids on yo face now
Right here, wanna lay now
Just makin’ my days countx2

I’ma get the bands though
Buy Rari or Lambo
Asked her, “Can she dance?”
I just shoot my shot
Bitch, I feel like Rambo
Let's keep our hands hold
Ballin’ more than Lonzo
Money in my pockets
Bitch, they ’bouta blow x2

BANDZOE! (februxry)

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