The Boy Made of Paper

LIKE A G6 (prod. by cryalxt)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY THORNE BAKER (prod. coupdotcom)

A cover of Father John Misty's 'Holy Shit' by Scott Whitten.
Recorded on July 26th, 2025, in one take with minimal post-processing.

Ancient holy wars
Dead religions, holocausts
New regimes, old ideas
That's now myth, that's now real
Original sin, genetic fate
Revolutions, spinning plates
It's important to stay informed
The commentary to comment on

Oh, and no one every really knows you and life is brief
So I've heard, but what's that gotta do with this black hole and me?

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Age-old gender roles
Infotainment, capital
Golden boughs and mercury
Bohemian nightmare, dust-bowl chic
This documentary's lost on me
Satirical news, free energy
Mobile lifestyle, loveless sex
Independence, happiness

Oh, and no one ever knows the real you and life is brief
So I've heard, but what's that gotta do with this atom bomb and me?

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Colosseum families
The golden era of TV
Eunuch sluts, consumer slaves
A rose by any other name
Carbon footprint, incest streams
Fuck the mother in the green
Planet cancer, sweet revenge
Isolation, online friends

Oh, and love is just an institution based on human frailty
What's your paradise gotta do with Adam and Eve?
Maybe love is just an economy based on resource scarcity
But what I fail to see is what that's gotta do with you and me

Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Songwriter: Joshua Tillman

Holy Shit (Father John Misty cover)

its so hard to ask you to stay
waitin for the right time just to see you
but that time never comes i dont feel

man its hard to say that im ungrateful
but with you man i feel so unstable
say goodbye to all my friends, cause im leaving for good

so sorry for the life I chose
and im really feeling like im a ghost
i wanna leave but i wanna stay
i wanna keep you just another day

i wanna die but im alive
feelin sick and i just despise you

lighter burns (prod. CRCL) *lyrics in desc*

rabbit hole

LYRICS:

(WELCOME TO THE INTERNATIONAL BATTLE OF THE BANDS
THIS SONG IS CALLED ANTI-LOVE.)

IM SICK AND TIRED OF FEELING LIKE IM FUCKIN NOTHING TO YOU 
IM SICK OF WAKING UP WITH COLD SWEAT DOWN MY BACK
IM SICK OF FEELING LIKE HUMAN FUCKING WASTE TO YOU 

AND THROUGH ALL THE CHOICES WE MADE
YOU SAID THAT I WAS WRONG 
BUT LOOK WHOS FALLIN NOW 
ITS LIKE YOU NEVER EVEN LOVED ME
YOU NEVER LOVED ME, LOVED ME IN THE FIRST PLACE

TOLD YA TO LEAVE ME ALONE
BUT YA KEPT ON PUSHIN 
KEPT ON PUSHIN

I WAS THERE WHEN YOUR BOYFRIEND WASNT
SO, GUESS ILL TAKE A FUCKIN SEAT IN THE BACKGROUND
TAKE A SEAT WITH MYSELF

LEAD ON MISUSED
FUCKED UP ABUSED
SO TELL THE TRUTH
DID YA SHED A LITTLE TEAR WHEN YOU FIGURED OUT I REALLY DIDNT GIVE A FUCK
FEELS LIKE I NEVER KNEW YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE

PLAY THE VICTIM BUT YOURE PLAYIN WITH MY FEELINS
HOW THE FUCK DO YOU WORK IM TRYNA FUCKIN FIGURE IT OUT
THE FUCK YOU CRYIN ABOUT
YOU DID THIS ALL BY YOURSELF
TRYNA CRY FOR SOME HELP

AND I DONT WANNA DIE
YOU PUSH ME TO THE EDGE
I GOTTA CUT YOU OFF
FORE' I DO SOMETHING I REGRET

ANTI-LOVE (PROD. IMOTAPE)

ALL MY FRIENDS ARE LEAVING MY HOME TOWN 
NOSTALGIC ABOUT THE TIMES WHEN I DIDNT CARE
NOW IM SITTIN HERE BY MYSELF
WISHIN THAT I LIVED IN SLOW MOTION

THE CLOCK, KEEPS ON TICK TICK TICKING AWAY
SITTIN HERE WISHIN THAT I COULD ESCAPE
AND I CANT AND THAT FUCKIN SUCKS BUT
I'LL BE YOUR AFTER THOUGHT
ITS TIME TO GO
IT HURTS SO BAD
I MISS YOU AND I DONT WANNA END IT LIKE THIS

MY CHEST IS TIGHT
I  HATE GOODBYES
SO ONE LAST TIME
CAN WE FREEZE FRAME
AND IGNORE THE FUTURE

AND I CANT SLEEP AND I DONT KNOW WHY
JUST WISH I COULD FUCKIN TRY 
LIFES A CHANGIN BUT I AINT BUDGIN
MISS THINGS HOW THEY USED TO BE
BUT THEN I BLINKED
NOW ITS GONE
EVERYONES DRUNK AND DONT GET ALONG
EVERYONES DRUNK AND DONT GET ALONG
EVERYONES DRUNK
EVERYONES DRUNK 
FUCK

REGRET BOY (PROD. HOOLIGN)

GREKOM (FT. TEENAGE DISASTER)

DEAD MAN WALKING (PROD. IMOTAPE) (OLD)

CIGARETTE CAKE

BEAT 1. (PROD. TEENAGE DISASTER)
BEAT 2. (PROD. SONDER X SERAFIM)

IM 18 NOW 
BETTER DO SOMETHING BECAUSE MY MOMMA KICKING ME OUT
NO JOB ON THE CORNER GETTIN MONEY GIVIN BLOWJOBS 
ITS 9AM AND IM SCREAMIN UNTIL MY THROAT STOP

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FALL GUYS SUCKS JIGGLE ON MY COCK
AND STROKE A BIT
HOLD MY NUTS GARGLE ON MY CUM
AND SUCK A DICK
PUSSY BOY COMPLAINING BUT I GUESS HE HAS TO DEAL WITH IT 
NANANANA
SHAWTY ON MY DICK TRYNA GET CLOUT CAUSE SHE ILLITERATE 
EVERYBODY SCREAMIN I DO NOT KNOW WHAT THE DIFFERENCE IS 
STAY THE FUCK AWAY I HATE MY SELF AND IM BELLIGERENT 

MY PHONE RANG 
NEVER PICK UP WHEN IM EATING CIGARETTE CAKE CAKE CAKE 
MY PHONE RANG
NEVER PICK UP WHEN IM EATING CIGARETTE CAKE CAKE CAKE 

FUCK SCHOOL AND THE CLASSES YEAH I DONT GOT THE PASSION
MIGHT JUST TAKE THE PRINCIPAL BURN HIM IN THE ACID 
FLIP THE MIDDLE FINGER UP TO ANYBODY WHO ASKIN
I DONT SHOW NO COMPASION
LESS YOU SHOW A TRANSACTION

CIGARETTE NOW
A DIVA BLED OUT
ADDIDAS TRACK PANTS
PUSSY YOU GET GUNNED DOWN

IM 18 NOW GOTTA DO SOMETHING MY MOMMA PROLLY KICKIN ME OUT
NO JOB GETTIN MONEY ON THE CORNER GIVIN BLOWJOBS

*SWITCH*

OKAY IM ONE TOO MANY IN AND I JUST POPPED OVER TO SAY WASSUP
HOPE YOU DOIN GOOD BECAUSE YOU KNOW FOR ME ITS NEVER ENOUGH
AND I HOPE ONE DAY I CAN WAKE UP
CHANGE MY PERSONA CAUSE IM TIRED OF WEARING MAKEUP
ELIMINATE THE FUCK SHIT AND THE FAKE STUFF NOW 
IM FEELIN WEIGHED DOWN 
IM FEELIN LIGHT HEADED AND IM BOUTTA PASS OUT

SO WHERE WE GOIN TODAY 
EVERYONE AROUND ME IS SO FUCKED UP AND FAKE
AND YOU SAY YOU LIKE MY SMILE BUT YOU KNOW THAT ITS FAKE
AND EVERYBODY THAT I LOVE I JUST SEEM TO PUSH AWAY
YEAH I FEEL SO AFRIAD OF EVERYTHING
OF ANYTHING
AND IF THEY CALL ME LET IT RING THEY JUST SOME ENEMIES 
AND IM NOT USE TO PEOPLE TREATING ME CELEBRITY 
I JUST WOKE UP IT FEELS LIKE I ALREADY LIVED TODAY

STRANGE TO ME HOW THEY LOOK UP TO ME NOW 
AND YOU GETTIN TOO CLOSE NEED TO BACK UP
I DONT EVEN KNOW WHATS GOIN ON
CHECK MY DMS GOT THESE PEOPLE ALL OVER MY SACK BRUH
WALK THROUGH THE CLUB SCREAMING AT ME AND THEY FLIPPING AROUND TO THE SET YUH
ITS DIFFERENT NOW GOT A COUPLE OF FANS THAT GONE BE TRIPPIN OUT
IF I FUCK UP ONCE THAT MEANS YOU DIPPIN OUT
AND IF ALL ELSE FAILS TAKE A DIFFERENT ROUTE
9 TIMES OUTTA 10 YOU GONE LET ME DOWN
AND I DONT GOT MANY FRIENDS CAUSE THEY DISTANT NOW
NEVER RIGHT ANYWAYS THE SKY BURNING DOWN SO DONT YOU TAKE ME TAKE ME DOWN WIT IT
NEVER LIKED WHEN YOU TALKED ANYWAYS SO QUIT IT 

I JUST MIND MY BUSINESS AND EAT MY CIGARETTE CAKE
AND YOU DONT KNOW THE DIFFERENCE SO GET THE FUCK UP OUT MY FACE
AND I JUST WASTED MY TIME SITTING ROUND IM DOING NOTHING 
I NEVER CRY BOUT SHIT THATS UNIMPORTANT YES THERES NO DISCUSSION 

AND I JUST MIND MY BUSINESS WHEN I EAT MY CIGARETTE CAKE 
AND I JUST MIND MY BUSINESS WHEN I EAT MY CIGARETTE CAKE

CIGARETTE CAKE

Teenage Disaster alt acc. Throwaway songs / experiments that don't make it to my main.