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A tragic tinder tale for all sub-8 men. He paid for premium. He believed in love. All he got... was bots, land whales and ragefuel.

Lyrics

Swipe right.
Swipe right…
Again.
Swipe right.
Maybe this one.
Swipe right.
Is that a dog or a girl?
Swipe right.
Oh God…
It’s a man.
Swipe right.
Bot.
Swipe right.
OnlyFans link.
Swipe right.
Land whale in a crop top.
Swipe right.
Wait—is that my cousin?
Swipe right.
Nothing.
Still nothing.
I paid for this.
Still nothin’.
Still no one.
Premium. Boosted.
Balls full. Inbox empty
Cramp
Tinderfinger.
(Agh!) 

Woke up broke, bricked up, pissed,
Logged in quick, maybe love exists.
Profile pic, I cropped real tight,
Hid the chin, pray she swipe right.

Bio: “No short kings.” Cool, I’m 5’9.
She’s 4’11 and built like bovine.
She want six-pack, jawline, cash,
I got back pain, snacks, and a rash.

Boosted at noon, premium maxed,
Still just bots and a guy named Dax.
Matched a girl, said “hi” with grace,
She unmatched me for showing face.

I even tried a pic with my dog,
Got one swipe from a dude named Grog.
“Nice eyes,” he said. I cried a bit.
Then upgraded to Gold. Still no hits.

Every swipe’s a wish.
Every match, a myth.
Tinder said: “She’s out there.”
WHERE? BRO WHERE?!

Tinderfinger, swipe so fast,
Dreams in flames, hope don’t last.
She got brunch dates, filters, tits
I got wi-fi, debt, stinky armpits.

Tinderfinger, touch the void,
All my love just unemployed.
Swipe right, like I’ll get a match 
Then goon to pics, still no snatch

Tinderfinger, rage ignite,
Paid for Premium, still no bite.
Bots, femboys and land whales 
Doesn’t this app even have females?

They told me, “Bro, just be yourself.”
That’s why I’m alone and hate myself.
Stacy wants abs, arms, height, fame,
I got scoliosis and an anime name.

Chad sends “u up?” She packs her bag.
I send “hey”, she calls me red flag.
I got wit. I got heart. I got soul.
But not six feet. So I get scrolled.

Super-liked a chick with three chins,
Thought it was one, bless those filters’ sins.
Matched with a “girl” who sent me a link,
Clicked it once. Now my phone won’t blink.

My selfies clean. My bio’s tight.
My mom said I look “handsome… right?”
I swipe like hope’s a lottery ticket,
Fuck this! I’m never gonna hit it!

Super-liked a girl named Bree.
She unmatched instantly.
Even bots don’t flirt with me.
Even whales scream “Let me be”!

Even bots be ghostin’.
Even whales be roastin’.
Even femboys say “ew.”
Even onlyfans ho’s blockin’ too.

Tinderfinger, swipe till death,
Girls want height, jawline, meth.
Got morals but recessed jaw genes,
She wants yachts and gym fiends.

Tinderfinger, paid in shame,
Premium tier, exact same game.
Swipe on bots with stolen pics,
Match a troll who sent pics of his dick!

Tinderfinger, this is fate.
Algorithm sealed my fate.
One day, they’ll match me back,
When I’m dead. And tall. And jacked.

Tinderfinger

guide dog

Listen On Spotify 
https://open.spotify.com/artist/4OoJ4BukDKgbSG0vWfy6sl?si=JhyVu8OXS3qQM1E13cwWhg
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Did You Know?

MIKA in that TRX lower than all of my friends 

ugly shyt call me twin

btw @kushbabykeys scammed me of a feature on this lol
https://open.spotify.com/album/4sUqRmR1uSQ12l2sW3zf9R
prod @reactanceprod


show him your spotify wrapped 
then he'll know it's act 
then i can tell myself you're coming back 
can you come back?

why are you with him? (why are you with him?)
it's killing me (it's killing me)
and why are you with him? (why are you with him?)
it's killing me, it's killing me (it's killing me)
it's killing me (it's killing me)
so why are you with him?
it's killing me, it's killing me

it's killing me
tell me your secrets who you wanna be
these pills ain't enough anymore
you broke my heart so i'm breaking the law 
shoreditch is cold so i need me some warmth 
can you pick up my body when i drop to the floor?
i'll kill anybody that call you a whore 
kill anybody 
i'll kill anybody

why are you with him? (why are you with him?)
it's killing me (it's killing me)
and why are you with him? (why are you with him?)
it's killing me, it's killing me (it's killing me)
it's killing me (it's killing me)
so why are you with him?
it's killing me, it's killing me

it's killing me
tell me your secrets who you wanna be
these pills ain't enough anymore
you broke my heart so i'm breaking the law 
shoreditch is cold so i need me some warmth 
can you pick up my body when i drop to the floor?
i'll kill anybody that call you a whore 
kill anybody 
i'll kill anybody

why are you with him? (why are you with him?)
it's killing me (it's killing me)

why are you with him? it's killing me

made with GarageBand 

Quadeca remix of 123

onetwothree - 6_28_25, 2.24 PM

A Synth intro to my very confusing, very uncohesive first EP. This song sounds nothing like the rest of the album. That's probably a bad thing they shoud've all sounded like this. Track 9 is the closest I guess

Cinnamon Swirl

A really awful song that is difficult to listen to and even harder to enjoy, but hey I like it and so did my roommate colin who doesn't normally like my music so give it a whirl! Thanks for the vocals Earl Sweatshirt he totally told me I could use these so thanks man.

Garbage for dinner (ft. Earl Sweatshirt)

This, again, was an assignment. This definitely is not good enough and should not be uploaded it's almost embarrassing but this album is documenting my developmental process, and at the time this was the best I could do. I'm still proud of it in a way. If you get over the fact that it's very very very amateur, I don't think it's substanceless.

Fun for Work

Well, we've reached the end of our journey across my very first ep. I hope you enjoyed it. I sure did. This is the clip I used for the intro, but with some very cool drums added. Just remember, you're here, right now, which means you are at the beginning of a long journey that we will go on. I want to thank you for being here at the very start, your support means everything. I put everything I had into these 10 songs, for as flawed and naive as they are. Thanks for seeing my vision and sticking by.

Cinnamon Roll

guide dog cover

prod wixxy

geordie girl with the green eyes
wondering how i made you mine
let's take a trip to the seaside 
know you love that stuff it gets me high 
but i heard you got another guy
can you tell me was it all just a fucking lie?
i can't lie girl all i wanna do is die 
i'll be honest can't believe i'm still a fucking live 

what do you take me for? (take me for)
what do you take me for? (take me for)
what do you take me for? (take me for)
what do you take me for? (take me for)
what do you take me for? (take me for)
what do you take me for? (take me for)
what do you take me for?
what do you take me for?

what do you take me for?
what do you take me for?
what do you take me for?
what do you take me for?


what do you take me for?

prod @michaelharrison1
pic by https://www.instagram.com/starsick.86/
spotify soon maybe

i still want you baby
i still want you baby
i just wanna hear your voice
kinda tired of filling the void 
now i'm all alone and you hate me
now i'm all alone and you hate me
now i'm all alone and you hate me
call me on the phone just to save me 
it's been so long and i still miss you 
why i gotta be the one with all the issues?
why these drugs always gotta get misused?
can't lie yeah i really wanna kiss you 
kiss you, miss you
won't you, let me
set free, it's okay
it's alright, you'll be fine 

i still want you baby
i still want you baby
i just wanna hear your voice
kinda tired of filling the void 

kiss me

i made this so fast you would not believe (you probably would)

I hate mondays

prod xfou4

i'll beat you til you're bleeding out 
neighbours won't even hear you shout 
i cross you off my fucking list
there's plenty names to still get hit 
why it have to end like this? 
percocets and benzos mix 
tell me what you fucking miss? 
you can tell god at the heaven gates 
two phones on me kevin gates
you're families crying that's okay 
like i care anyway
kill myself and you too
post it straight on youtube
cause all we care is bout views
right? right? right? right? 
blood on my shirt when i catch my flight
tsa won't catch me though
miss your touch but you're in the grave 
you're sick of me but you feel my pain 
just wanted you to feel the same 
rico case gone hit like fent
find your body in the shed 
next to mine now we're both dead 
courtney love my idol and i'm off my fucking meds 

courtney love my idol and i'm off my fucking meds

solar system earrings

just gonna keep dropping 

prod @michaelharrison1

you, left 
i, tried
to move, on

we say we're fine to stop ourself hurting
we know it's a lie and you're steady working
i know it's not right but i'm steady lurking
and i'll know i'll die without you by my side 
tie the noose round my neck i can't more of this 
flights to your city 
you said i'm pretty 
i get that a lot 
i'm just being silly
benzos will kill me 
got friends that ignore me 
but like all my stories 
if you were still here 
i wouldn't have to deal 
the pills help me heal 
promise me one thing 
write junkie on my tombstone
i guess this the end 
i wish we could be friends 
tie the noose round my neck i can't more of this 

aurora borealis

Sweet venom. Sad poetry. Savage satire.
I write in the places where shame flirts with seduction,
where heartbreak lingers like perfume, and grief begs for one more hit.
Some tracks are lullabies for lost boys. Others are traps disguised as tenderness.
You’ll find humour, humiliation, and hurt, often tangled together.
There are stories here. Of pain. Of power. Of things people don’t want to admit they feel.
If you’re unsure whether to laugh, cry, or look away, 
good. That means it’s honest.

(And yes, some songs still bite.)

Always open for song topic requests.

i supposedly adore the aroma of Canis lupus familiaris

New tracks tagged #quadeca