Name: pretty much out of my mind (bootleg) by tea
Duration: 1 min 9 s
Description: sample: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cC_RDaqFgKU

answer

break my heart

decided i was going to start an emo band by myself and made this in around four hours

hope it's decent enough for the internet

yelling softly, speaking to you
i can read that expression that you do
it screams loudly towards my eyes
"either something's wrong or someone died"
i'm struggling with everyday things
like going to the bank or buying groceries for us
and it's nothing for you to brush me off like dust on your jacket sleeve
but something in you won't let it happen this week

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
how can i be such a
big fuck up?

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

asking questions you don't even know the answer to
it makes no sense, still it's the only thing that i can do
i wish i was invisible for just one day of my life
i'd be so much better off if i disappeared for eternity
late night phone calls, missing your touch
nothing says "i don't need you these days," quite like not answering does
i am sorry for my mistakes
i'm but a fragile addition to something uncouth, you're the nucleus of this whole world

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
how can i be such a
big fuck up?

knowing you
breaking down
what exactly is
that awful sound?

missing you
breaking up
i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

i'll day drink my way
out of this rut

day drink

olive jacket, magenta hair
pale skin with a piercing stare
you see through my eyes to my brain
swallowed whole by an empty void
wondered if i'd be destroyed
but somehow you saved me from it

speak in tongues through a speakerphone
never see what i need to know
i always just do at the end
question morals and need support
swapping spit in a pillow fort
i'm drunk on a sunday again

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

white lies on the telephone
might cry if i make it home
but something tells me that i won't
water bottle of alcohol
on my teacher's desk in a middle school
we all must find our escapes

broken clasp on a cookie jar
empty cabinets, looking hard
for something to eat in this place
going hungry or maybe starving
myself because i hate who i am
oh, i do, oh yes, i do

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

i'm fading out
but i'll open up
at least i would
but i'm frozen shut
god damn

frozen shut

fifteen minutes (cover)

for h.h. once more

lyrics:
we all must chip our antlers now and then
life will throw us hate with no defense
but these, my dear
aren't times too tough to fix

so you can keep your chin up if you please
and smile while you frolic in the trees
'cause antlers, antlers, yes my dear
i promise that with time, you too shall see

and even if you fall
just know i've got your back

and even those designed for war
have battled, fallen, gotten back on track

so maybe you see spiders now and then
while i see figures float above my bed
see, even those arachnids know
that you're too fucking tough to circumvent

and you know what else has got eight legs?
i said, you know what else has got eight legs?
us in front of mirrors
looking boldly at two kids who never fled

and even if you fall
just know i've got your back

and even those designed for war
have battled, fallen, gotten back on track

i said, even those designed for war
have battled, fallen, gotten back on track

antlers, too

feelin' gross & morose

lyrics:
don't love an artist
if you don't love yourself
'cause they'll paint all your flaws
and they'll make them look beautiful as hell

and don't love an artist
if you like what they make
'cause you'll be immortalized in thousands of notebook lines
and splotches of paint

and when they leave
you'll be stuck with a hole in your chest
with the scent of their skin
and the feel of their bed where they rest
and you can't forget
'cause you live in their works
and when you see those pieces
they just make you feel worse

'cause they knew who you are
oh, they knew very well
but the truth is that now
what you're left with is only a shell

so don't love an artist
'cause they'll take who you were
and they'll hide you in acronyms
bury you deep in the shapes of their words

and when they leave
you'll be stuck with a hole in your chest
with the scent of their skin
and the feel of their bed where they rest
and you can't forget
'cause you live in their works
and when you see those pieces
they just make you feel worse

they just make you feel worse

dont love an artist

don't love an artist

:(

lyrics:
sat beneath your bathroom window
incense burning on the floor
we're watching stars crawl over rooftops
limping on towards heaven's door

whispering through awkward secrets
fumbled words and quaking hands
you and i had bunked with angels
sighing through some sacred lands

and you... you were my heaven
oh, my god... but now there's hell to pay

tell me where it is i'll find
all the people that i've left behind
there is something inside my mind
that doesn't sit well with me

u were my hvn

sample: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cC_RDaqFgKU

pretty much out of my mind

pretty much out of my mind (bootleg)

thunder outside
in the sky, flashing lights
i can try, try to sleep
sleeping through everything

sorry if we had

plans, ruining
subtle hints make me think
that you hate spending time
here with me, so do i

but i'm stuck here for
good

thunderstorm

thunder

constantly reminded of my past self's dumb mistakes
wishing i could go back in time

dreaming on repeat, climbing up the staircase
stepping into open air

nicotine for dinner, you ask if i've lost weight
the truth is that i didn't mean to

panic in the bathroom, 'cause the person in my mirror
is a foggy recollection of me

but i have to be okay
you say there's just too much at stake
and i'd throw it all away
if i said goodbye today

pretty much out of my mind (bootleg)

tea

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