Sometimes Sorry Isn't Enough

Stop Playing Victim

performed by: @jonahzzz
produced by: Prettyboyron, Nick Cassidy, Albi, Jonah Zed
Mix/Master: Albi

Patrick Cc: x Jonah Zed - Reckless

I’ve been
Waiting for your call all night
And I’ve sent
A million messages
I’ve had 
A stomach full of swords and knives
Then I heard
You’re one your own again

How terrible the fall
I wish that I could ask
Are you okay now?
Is he in your hands?
Damned if I’m not wrong
Skipping on our plans
You never missed me too
In my living room I

Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late
Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late

(Cut ties)
(On the west side)
(Survive )
(Sittin’ the wayside)
(I can’t)
(Even explain my)
(Night doesn’t make sense)
(No reparations)

(I, I, I)
(It doesn’t make sense)
(Gone by light)
(No reparations)
(I, I, I)
(I, I, I)

Pack it up and wait until I’m hit up by a solar beam
I would love to say that what you told me took a part of me
And I don’t think I’m fine
Says a part of me
It’s used to the same things
Not used to the chain game
Had to put a foot in the door to make a way
Passion spilled my drink on the floor and left a stain
May we take a minute to talk about how you changed 
It’s a mind trick
You’re a virus
On the inside

Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late
Dance inside my head
And let the monsters in the bottle come and tear me to shreds
Dance inside my head
And I’ll pretend that you called 
And told me you would be home late

(Cut ties)
(On the west side)
(Survive )
(Sittin’ the wayside)
(I can’t)
(Even explain my)
(Night, doesn’t make sense)
(No reparations)

(I, I, I)
(It doesn’t make sense)
(Gone by light)
(No reparations)
(I, I, I)
(No reparations)
(I, I, I)

Winter, so many red faces
Molly, but only on occasion
Mirror, begging me to face it
 
Money, telling me to chase it 
Spun around my room, naked
Snow under my feet, amazing
Dance without a soul for entertainment
Dance without a soul for entertainment 

Winter, so many red faces
Molly, but only on occasion
Mirror, begging me to face it
Money, telling me to chase it 
Spun around my room, naked
Snow under my feet, amazing
Dance without a soul for entertainment

a million messages

A compilation archive of Tom The Mail Man's songs from multiple albums featuring Dro Kenji & Daniel Novello. For media conservation and preservation purposes only. This album is not an official Tom The Mail Man release.

Tom The Mail Man -  NO CONVOS (Prod by @Repko_  & @nickmira_)

@jonahzzz
Produced by: Prettyboyron, Nick Cassidy, Albi

Pretty Blur - Jonah Zed

71ØS

Til We're Old

rush

Took A Trip

Romance & Pandemonium

Get Out My Body

Low red eyes & purple skies
I fantasize but I've been out here for ages
Out here for ages. I've been out here
I'm not like those other guys with troubled minds
I got no time to be wasting
Why the fuck would I fake it?
Why the fuck would I?
Still on my mind, I call your line
Dial 555, But you never say shit
You still on the same shit
You still on the
Time & time I chase to find
The love you hide
I can go on for ages
I can go on for ages

I'm getting so impatient
Tell me is it worth it waiting for?
You distracting like you numb
What you entertaining for?
You out having fun
I should really face the world
I never really had a voice
Never really had a choice
You moved on quick just to fill a void
Chains on now she dealing with that lame ass boy
I saved you once
I can save you twice
I'll light this shit up like dynamite
I'll cut the ties
I don't want any of these hoes to jeopardize this
& jeopardize us
The devil lies
He recognizes
The effort I give
There's no denying
You're mesmerizing
Murdering my mind like you exercising
I'm terrified

Low red eyes & purple skies
I fantasize but I've been out here for ages
Out here for ages. I've been out here
I'm not like those other guys with troubled minds
I got no time to be wasting
Why the fuck would I fake it?
Why the fuck would I?
Still on my mind, I call your line
Dial 555, But you never say shit
You still on the same shit
You still on the
Time & time I chase to find
The love you hide
I can go on for ages
I can go on for ages..

Took A Trip

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