trying to fix it a substance i still feel the same 

one time at a time. (prod. thug brains)

There’s no point in playing games. We both know things gotta change.
We both know, but still we fight. Holding on tight to what we once believed in.
So we cling to what we knew. We can’t reconcile the new.
Off with the nose to spite the face. We need space; nobody knows quite what to do.
There are so many questions, and the best ones go unasked.
It’s not a matter of winning, just an opinion, no one has facts.
Every day it gets clearer; we’re not up to the task.

So, to pass the time, we try. Can we still see eye to eye?
Can we still pretend to know how the story goes, or is it still in edit?
Have we slowly gotten by? Have we slowly lived to die?
Is the song already sung, the bell been rung, Is this the end we feared would be?
There are so many questions, and the best ones go unasked.
It’s not a matter of winning, just an opinion, no one has facts.
Every day it gets clearer; we’re not up to the task.

In the end we’ll realize, love’s not measured in tries.
Love is measured in ‘does’ – our love once was, but now it has no answers.
What’s the message we send? Nothing breaks until it bends.
Nothing bends unless you push. You know I would – if I just knew that you’d push back.
There are so many questions, and the best ones go unasked.
It’s not a matter of winning, just an opinion, no one has facts.
Every day it gets clearer; we’re not up to the task.
So we’re stuck in a vicious circle, no one’s pushing back.
Still we’re stuck in that vicious circle, no one’s pushing back.

Pushing Back

mental

capsulate

back home

Whispers

from 2024 trying to be diffrent ig hope you like it


Secret Mission

The airport

the mixing is horrible in this, my most sincere apologies

oh yeah the title? i meaan shi it not wrong tho isnt it

#dohashtagsevendoanything??

sofia if she was a new yorker who has bipolar disorder being either 2020 trippie or prime MF DOOM

Sure, I know we’re miles apart. Yes, I know, it broke your heart.
Were we wrong to even start, or was it worth the effort that it took?
We were young, we thought we knew just enough to get us through.
There were scares, we had a few, but we always played it by the book.
But we both know the love we had is dying.
I don’t care, I still believe in trying.

It was easy way back then, what we didn’t understand
Just how hard it is to plan for a future with unlimited subplots.
Still we thought we had it made, after all the price we paid
We assumed it’d never fade, sometimes warm, but most times burning hot
But we both know the love we had is dying.
I don’t care, I still believe in trying.

Falling in love doesn’t take much effort.
Just one look, sometimes that’s enough.
I saw you, I believed you saw me too.
Maybe not enough to fall in love.

Speculation ends right here, let me make it crystal clear.
Of all the things that I hold dear, the love I have for you is at the top.
Lovers come and lovers go, jump in deep or take it slow.
I believe we already know this is not a love that can be easily stopped.
But we both know the love we had is dying.
I don’t care, I still believe in trying.

I Still Believe (In Trying)

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

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