SPEEDBUMP

LA PIGNA

you
forgot how it feels to live
forgot how it feels to think
start, trial, dead stop
feel dry and empty and off

and you wake up in the fog
turn the lights on but they don't work
not so much you try
it will die very soon

and i know that it's on me
but it's allright, it's okay
can't keep focus, can't speak loud
it's just a bad dream, so please wake up
and i know that it's on me
can't you really fucking see
can't keep focus, can't speak loud
it's just a bad dream, so please wake up

wake up!

faces get no shape
images get no lines
memories get no place
in time

so you wake up in the fog
shut your brain off and guard your fort
will today be different
you don't know and you don't care

and i know that it's on me
but it's allright, it's okay
can't keep focus, can't speak loud
it's just a bad dream, so please wake up
and i know that it's on me
can't you really fucking see
can't keep focus, can't speak loud
it's just a bad dream, so please wake up!

CAR SEAT HEADREST

i'm learning these new tricks of bump
no other choice, whatever
and i can feel the smell
from another planet of voltion

democracy was never an option
like christians voting for abortion
politicians made of cheese
and we're fucking rats of this disease

they rob the thoughts out of my mind
and make me think that i can grind
model of our consciousness
i'm not a part of middle class

nananana
we're fucked!

wake me another day
wake me another day
wake me another day, tonight
wake me another day
wake me another day
wake me another day, i'd rather
keep my eyes on
wake me another day
wake me another day
wake me another day, tonight
wake me another day
wake me another day
wake me another day, i'd rather
keep me high on you!

BRAIN IN VAIN

[rurro]

they are purple and green
standing in the moss
they are the smallest creatures
you have ever seen
they're just seventy-three
living in the woods
they want to feel the freedom

one day they left on a trip to explore the world
but they found a strange place that they couldn't afford
no one knows each other
not even themselves
wisdom was a only one
and they'll make you hate yourself

they don't know that doesn't work
[they don't know that's a fiction]
they think they respect their lives
living dazed without any advice
everything foreign will be burned
[to keep the peace and not return]
all of these commanded lives
from the sense of integration

they were purple and green
and have never returned
beacuse they feel so unseen
all their hopes were burned
it's their cell, rebellion's sweet hell
treated like ashtray hated
they even had to pay them

they could no longer make decisions
they can't stand this religion
they felt like they were in prison
they got hated and submitted
treated like ashtray, treated like shit
they've never even wanted to pay them

they don't know that doesn't work
[they don't know that's a fiction]
they think they respect their lives
living dazed without any advice
everything foreign will be burned
[to keep the peace and not return]
all of these commanded lives
from the sense of integration

WONDERLAND

she would come to my spot
[yet another haircut!]
quick! find something to do!
[there's a needle in the barn!]
we need to relax
[no need to relax]
drink from my beer
[tell me if it sucks!]

oh god, i wonder what it's like
what's the point of living on your side
spit it out, it's fine
and look me in the eyes!

now sid is back
with his leather jacket
with some black on his face
but he only sees red!

oh god, i wonder what it's like
what's the point of living on your side
spit it out, it's fine
and look me in the eyes!

sit on the bed
and try not to laugh
we're ashore from the hole
for a week or a month
now sit on the bed
and try not to laugh
cause we're ashore
from the hole

oh god, i wonder what it's like
what's the point of living on your side
throw it away, spit it out, it's fine
kill me now and look me in the eyes!

ZEBRA PARTY

Let Me Out

Precis Som Det Låter

list
1. quinn - its nothing
2. heavens emperor grant & revivadrin
3. via - emo
4. soulja boy - kiss me thru the phone
5. plants vs zombies main theme
6. quinn - i hate it here
7. sidney phillips - foot locker

my first ever attempt at a dj set

She’s killing me!
And I can’t figure out how to get out this mess
She’s killing us!
So we do sabotage and we fuck the mass
‘cause you’re gonna die from what you think you like
They’ll inject you with poison but you’ll say you’ll be fine
You’re all gonna die from what you think you like
They’ll inject you with poison but you’ll say you’ll be fine
Who’s the junkie now!
Be safe, we’ll dig your grave!
But I won’t be your friend ‘cause I’d rather be dead
So you’re a punk, but you’re not free!
Did I make a mistake, I don’t wanna be aware!
‘cause you’re gonna die from what you think you like
They’ll inject you with poison but you’ll say you’ll be fine
You’re all gonna die from what you think you like
They’ll inject you with poison but you’ll say you’ll be fine
Who’s the junkie now!

Who's the Junkie Now?

Living and Die

Feeling kinda bored
Might as well take some
Everything is dull
And breathing’s getting old.
Should have know before
It’s nothing more than pitch black
And people around me that I don’t wanna hear
My friend, we’ll do it again
And again and again
My dear, we’ll be having fun
While the hand of the sun
Is holding a gun!
It will tear us apart!
We’ll die with the light!
We’ll die with the light!
Feeling kinda bored
Might as well come down
The hill of despair
It’s gonna strike again
We’re back! I’m a rubber pole and I’m unable to dance!
And I want more, I’ll end up puking again!
I’d like some more and I’ll be making new friends!
I still want more and I’ll still have no hope!
My friend, we know we’ll do it again
And again and again
My dear, we’ll be having fun
While the hand of the sun
Is holding a gun!
It will tear us apart!
We’ll die with the light!
We’ll die with the light!

Stupid Hot Yellow Ball

I Disobey

She would come to my spot
Yet another haircut!
Quick, find something to do
There’s a needle in the barn!
We need to relax
No need to relax!
Drink from my beer
Tell me if it sucks!
Oh god, I wonder what it’s like
What’s the point of living on your side
Spit it out it’s fine
And look me in the eyes!
Oh god, I wonder what it’s like
What’s the point of living on your side
Spit it out it’s fine
And look me in the eyes!
Now Sid is back!
With his leather jacket!
With some black on his face!
But he only sees red!
Oh god, I wonder what it’s like
What’s the point of living on your side
Spit it out it’s fine
And look me in the eyes!
Oh god, I wonder what it’s like
What’s the point of living on your side
Spit it out it’s fine
And look me in the eyes!
Sit on the bed
And try not to laugh
We’re ashore from the hole
For a week or a month
Sit on the bed
And try not to laugh
We’re ashore from the hole…
Oh god, I wonder what it’s like
What’s the point of living on your side
Throw it away, spit it out it’s fine
Kill me now and look me in the eyes!

Zebra Party

I.D.G.A.F.

my bad

i was fucking a Spanish bitch she kept on calling me fantastico
i don't rock no fucking shein these jeans on me are magico 
the way these hoes on me you'd think i rangled em' up with a lasso 
fat hoe want the dick i paint her face just like Picasso 
yeah we fucked a couple times but all that shits fineto
Asian plug he got good weed i think he's Filipino
white girl got me feelin' fancy serve me up, San Pellegrino 
he said he want problems with me i'll crack his head just like a Cheeto 
i stay with my dogs there's 3 of us like 2016 Migos 
with my hoe getting white girl wasted we sippin' on that Titos 
with my hoe, off the liquor she gettin' real freaky she flashin her tatas
Spanish bitch found a way up on the dick she started to do the bachata 
2 hoes riding on my dick like a tandem 
i got so much weed stuffed in this jar idk what strain i'm smoking its random
ion save no numbers when these bitches hit me its always random
he said that he wanna feat imma tax him like Fanum
bad bitch in my phone she keep on calling me intelligent 
i didn't get good grades in school but none of that shits relevant 
i had to dub that bitch everything she did was so negligent 
i knew i was gon blow it was evident 
they said gib you got the chops to run the world i don't wanna be president 
counting up these blues my pockets filled up with dead presidents 
i'm on a fuck these hoes get money typa regiment 
im rockin' magico i dont rock no damn vetements 
i was fucking a Spanish bitch she kept on calling me fantastico
i don't rock no fucking shein these jeans on me are magico 
the way these hoes on me you'd think i rangled em' up with a lasso 
fat hoe want the dick i paint her face just like Picasso 
yeah we fucked a couple times but all that shits fineto
Asian plug he got good weed i think he's Filipino
white girl got me feelin' fancy serve me up, San Pellegrino 
he said he want problems with me i'll crack his head just like a Cheeto 
i stay with my dogs theres 3 of us like 2016 Migos 
with my hoe getting white girl wasted we sippin' on that Titos 
with my hoe, off the liquor she gettin' real freaky she flashin her tatas
Spanish bitch found a way up on the dick she started to do the bachata 
2 hoes riding on my dick like a tandem 
i got so much weed stuffed in this jar idk what strain i'm smoking its random
ion save no numbers when these bitches hit me its always random
he said that he wanna feat imma tax him like Fanum

Fantastico

fantastico (mingus)

grunk shit from brianza
@sashalb x cose di sashalb e non
@sallynthemysticalseafloor x molly + sasha

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