MISATOCORE VOLUME 2

Angels Atlas

типа кавер хз
небо утром
наполняет яркий свет
тёплый воздух
вновь зовёт искать ответ
наши руки
тянутся к теплу
друг мой, слышишь
этих листьев шум

станция лето

Why Do You Try When You Know It's Hopeless

what a lovely pomegranate treat. learn of you only if you study me. open you with a brute force slam on the table and read the vectors and angles of your pieces lying on the floor, you self obsessive whore. feeling that you need everything and anyyone in all the world. youre psycho and delusional and you dont know how real shit works,you dont have to learn at all cuz all your boys will take their fall no you dont have to feel at all, you dont have to hurt at all. toss me out like single use your plastic heart will eat them whole, plastic heart is never full, send them down the endless hole. you cant love me im neurotic, i cant love you youre psychotic. out of touch emotionholic, youre not worth my constant sobbing. ask you after months of rotting why you fucking hate me now. looking straight past both of my eyes you don't let a single word out. ram my head into the corner of my room. geeking out on a meth addicts mushrooms. 3 days but only one meal or two. hating everyone i know and everything i see i wanna kill myself or fake my death to get away from all this stress. die just for a single purpose, cause a giant fucking mess. that just scares you every day cuz you dont know what you should say when i talk desperate late at night and tell you what i dream in bed, tell you what i need instead of normal life. i need them dead

wasnt it just perfect. i always made you feel important, and you always set me on the right path didnt you, that path that made you feel important. the path where i was the best i could be and you felt free. what was that to you, that freedom. I know what it was to me, but as long as i live my days ill always be asking myself if ill ever understand what it really meant to you. you just wanted to be a fucking whore

<neurotic+psychotic3

Nicole

Misato Mondays

Lyrics:

Kill it all

(Trash Talking in Bathrooms sucks)

Put me in a Costco Casket
Take it out on the world
On the masses
I can't afford 
Anything else at all

Put me in a Costco Casket
Take it out on the world
On the masses
I can't afford
Anything else at all

Kill it all

Why do i feel so low
Help me please
Help me please
I cant breathe
I cant breathe (help me please)
I cant Breathe 
At all

Daniel Ek Killed Music

One day I’ll be father 
And be a lover 
See her eyes and see that I can trust her 
And when it’s cold out 
Its nice 
We sit there by the fire 
Ur warm like the fire 


But first I should be better
I get sadder 
She won’t ever be with me 
Buts that’s because she’s not real 
And she won’t be 
It’s so over for me

Just count to 1-2-3

One Day Ill Be A Father

I was running late that day
Just trying to catch the bus
You were sitting by yourself
Looking just as lost as me
On your way out to stay
Reading maps and making fuss
Dropped your bag down, need some help
Laughing at the mess to see
Hey girl at the bus stop
With your coffee cup and phone
Never thought I'd find someone like you
At a place so far from home

Met her at the bus station

Needed You Yesterday

Hyper Space

Ofigz - iloveincelcore

sadp5

I stay in my own grave,p ut a knife to my throat put a knife to my face
Cant bare to see my own face, i dont like the way i look, i dont like the picture that you took,
I dont like the way we used to look at one another, now we don’t even act like we knew eachother 
Now we just stay away, away, for another day, staying far away

Daniel Ek Killed Music

Trash Talking in Bathrooms

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