ｎｏ　ａｉｒ，　ｂｕｔ　ｓｏｍｅｈｏｗ　ｉ　ｂｒｅａｔｈｅ　ｔｈｒｏｕｇｈ

prod by my guy @solofttt
fucking love you all.
more on the way
stay strong
take care; drink water
try to get some rest.
thank you for being here

too much
i don't wanna feel too much
(like what?)
beat up; feet are clamped in the mud
no one
fuck this damper wood i'm hunching over every day
you shouldn't feed me love 'cause i'll regurgitate it anyways

that's the price that i'll pay
not to be overcome by my emotions
a hallow frame, left to be hung on it's own
where nobody'll noticed it's changed
feel that pain of your confusion
and just turn it into music
orchestrations of my patience
retrospective-made illusions

just be cautious not to lose it
'cause some bitch said something stupid
trust me, god i know it hurts
but know your worth and keep on moving
somewhere in the sky
just go outside and raise your head
there's reclusive ways to cleanse yourself
without this constant dread
but this toxin's running deeper
i don't know how long i'll last
i misplaced my faith with hatred
as i'm staring down the glass
i ain't hitting you up like i know you (but i do)
but i'm up a few notches, i'll understand
'cause the past, it haunts you (it does)
i try to reach out, but i got ghost hands

felt too much
now i don't feel enough
felt too much
i may have dove a little deep in the ocean
for my lungs,
couldn't handle the pressure that they had been holding
y'all folding, but i'm focused
honestly i feel omnipotent
only when i get my hands on the potion
or i'm broken, i'm not joking
but maybe if i break daylight, then i'll get shit done
and i'll feel alright
with a tone so stale there was no real cry
on a blood-stained trail, we still bleed overnight
fuck, i bet that you feel it again
incisions embellish your skin
and now you're all alone again
deprived of the people you thought were your friends
i made a couple calls, did they go through?
it ain't fair, i really don't wanna miss you
take care, i'll be blowing on tissues
no air, but, somehow i breathe through
it's 4 in the morning, my guardian's snoring
i'm sorry i lied, i've been sippin away
i'd make me some porridge, but puke it by morning
the cycle is horrid, but i ain't complain

indefinite pain ain't just part of my day
it's been shrouding my brain
like a vulturous gate
this shit's an escape
i'm always afraid
of being locked out of my own mental state
try not to run away just yet, i feel you
breaching my skin, for the meantime

too much 
i don't wanna feel too much
(like what?)
beat up; feet are clamped in the mud
no one
fuck this damper wood i'm hunching over every day
you shouldn't feed me love 'cause i'll regurgitate it anyways
(anyways)

woodworks [prod. soloft]

Comin with the kick a motherfucker in the face while youre out tryna save the day shit
The astro mega solar quantum hydrostatic supernova omega shit
Keep a few flows
Got no hoes
just kick it at home
Stay on the low
tryna grow from my past
while smokin on gas
In my moms old Cadillac
On my Luda
You dont know me like that
Saba tucked on my right
Two steps back
Predict all your moves
Im a wallhack
Grass stays cut
Miss me with the chit chat
Switched up so quick
Yeah im big mad
it takes all sorts to make a world
Its not just about the sadness, pain, or hurt
Im just finding my way through the words

I might reach for the sky but inside im an urchin
Why you still lurkin?
Said what you said
So lay in the bed
Just be sure to not make a mess
Live in regret and my stress
And I say that shit with my chest
Miss who I was right before this
Jumping ship. Andy Lawrence
Why do I break everything that I touch?
My whole worlds turned to dust
What used to be used as release is now causing the problem. I need it to stop.
I only process my thoughts in the night rollin through my hometown off of something
Tend to say sorry too much so the sentiments way past redundant

why does the music
always gotta follow the misery?
last chance at affording high fashion
in a brand new whip but i crashed it
man i miss when i wish that i had this
i want to forget the day i made sometimes
maybe stop being a hostage to the long nights
maybe we can go for a night drive
Maybe then you’ll tell me we’ll be alright
i swear the music feels like free therapy the way I be talking
To the window, then to the Walmart, then baby we hittin the target
Pull up on any show best believe I be goin the hardest
I do this shit for the things in my life in which I know I’ll never accomplish
Still on a countdown to self destruction
Eyes stay closed and im lost in the function
Anxiety got everybody like
“Ay skrwd why you sweating so hard? is you rollin or sumn?”
Man I just wanna go back home
Drown out the silence, glued to my phone
Ive become a slave to these four walls
While finding solace in being alone
Swervin the whip like a ship
Takin a sip of my Judi juice
We might dap but I dont fuck with you
Lifes a game
Every time I lose
Just spent a rack on designer shoes
Stayin on top of the p’s and q’s
Got too much to say, you sound like a fan
You aint Lindsay Lohan bitch, get a clue

c2d (prod. soloft)

lyrics⬇️
listeing to everything around me
I don’t eavesdrop i just hear my surroundings 
i wish i had someone to say that they were proud of me
but thats unrealistic i only make enemies
Try my best to find out where i should go
all i have is hope in my head
but im still feeling low

dont make me turn away
sheer luck finna fill my veins
no chance that im gonna change
horrible everytime im in my brain
affordable atleast im making a lane
adorable i used to used to think was ur face
now when i go out i feel like a pain
never thought id be the batman to bane

but truthfully im still on track 
but idk whats going on in my head
i hate when they say they that i slack
but maybe theyre right cuz im in my bed

well i wanna just do my own thing
ill write on the wall in red ink
maybe the words are coding
for all of the ways that i think

and i miss the feeling i felt when i had a drink in my hand and a hand on the wheel
told you you dont gotta fear
i know whats good;know how to steer

he’s probably making a bag
she probably misses him bad
well probably isnt true; its barley even half that

unrealistic (soloft)

for the cloud
enjoy; thank you for listening.
thank you for being here.
take care🖤

prodby @wraithontheporch & @solofttt 
<3

it's stormin',
copper threads up on my chest;
electrified, got not time, i need no breath;
i'm still a wreck and savor every sip i can,
berry juice and cardi, but i really need a friend
okay, weathered down and soaking wet
hear that? death ain't want me over yet
fear glands washing through a sober land
makeshift oasis in cold hands

out of luck, sippin' nothing but the water in my cup
only after what i touch;
sorry, should've clarified, i'm getting fucked up
but that's my lunch, skip the hunch, pressing trust
parasites on the screen, double tapped just to feed
i ain't human, i'm a fiend, from the flower to a seed
pardon me, the only love i know recedes, then repeats

but someday i'll be okay,
somehow, in some way
i think i lost mine, yea

got sick shit like patients, cuss him out lacking patience 
boy's aimless, ain't the greatest,
but i'm wine, bitch, when i'm aging
stay whining and frustrated, son, i'm sowing this fermentation
even six feet, feeling rays hit
if ion like it, i'm erasing

lighting up like i'm goku, a straight super saiyan when the clouds move
like it's circuitry, y'all made soft, get my rocks off and electrocute
penning this like riolu, got a force palm, get the flow smooth
got my chest spinning from these palpitations, but i'll grind you up like it's jamba juice

baring heavy haze through a midday
feelings strong, but the words stay
said "he's too calm to be worsening"
guess i'm better off being two-faced
two liter for the throat pains
burning out like i'm propane and she's melting down when the weather change,
but i'm just tryna hear the birds sing

feel like i'm losing, is it that i'm useless?
give it all to the music, only time that he's fusing
indefinite bruising, steady rebuking
fuck it, i'm cruisin', contentment is ruin

got sick shit like patients, cuss him out lacking patience 
boy's aimless, ain't the greatest,
but i'm wine bitch, when i'm aging
stay whining and frustrated, son, i'm sowing this fermentation
even six feet, feeling rays hit
if ion like it, i'm erasing

vermin/virtues (wraithontheporch x soloft)

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