Dude, this is extra different in the best ways. I can respect your artistry, a lot.

Idle Labor-March 29, 2011
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You Should Close the Door

PMW - jessiiicat

Santa Anas

she's  the sunshine

-----letra-----
não fique com medo
os espíritos já tão com raiva
de você desperdiçar o seu tempo
eu conversei com o xamã
ele disse que estou com razão 
seu olhar me deixou sem ação
garota emo
eu não vou no seu enterro
nós morreremos juntos
você sabe
isso é certeiro
então não fique com medo
haxixe desperdiçado tem o seu preço
e os espíritos me falam que você quer o meu beijo
mas quem eu vou acreditar
nesse mundo não pra acreditar em ninguém

eu olho pro lado
e vejo um vulto preto
de nós dois abraçados
dizendo que isso vai ter um preço
na madrugada
olheiras fundas, alma machucada
lágrimas secas
caindo no meu lábio
gosto salgado
vida amarga
esse amor é um veneno
um veneno
um venenooo
2x

espiritos

Written, Produced & mixed by Tristan Castillo.

lyrics:
the thought of me distraught from you is just as odd as autumn bloom
dissolve in love your love is cuffs enough's been said as good as doom
funny with your clumsy diss to what you thought was mumble spit
damnit with my dummy wit i wrote in hopes you'd stomach it
fumble all my words for you, would boast like you were dummy rich
dozing off i'm miles away in piles of broken promises
woke me up in hopes id hush for all i'm not accomplishing
a bunch of all i see is off a hunch and i acknowledge it
spewing out some pictures from the ruins of my mind
they might swallow it or barrow it then pop from what you find well
i don't give a damn ill just be drifting off in signs 
gifted and inclined to stay cant figure what the hell to say
for cowards always hell to pay, hours pass and melt away
laugh 'cause if you dealt with shit, this shit might not have felt the same
so naive i cant believe he slangs his tape on every street
turn the corner case is smashed the day'll end and then repeat

(chorus)
baby, wont you come away with me
i could take you to the moon, or how it is in my head
baby, you could fly me to my doom 
i could show you to my room 
we could flip through what wont be 

(verse 2)
you could be my show and tell yeah i heard im broke as 
hell see the tempo of your hips  match the temp of what i sell
how i felt i lost my grip running things try not to slip
yappin on whats happening? pace through thoughts for ways to cash
dead charades and escapades towards empty dreams you chase them back
i aint your taste but on my own, not so weightless in my head
fateless  like your plans have been, hollow eyed and get in line
say i need to talk some more, action is my state of mind
try and take from what i am, helps me feel ill get from here
eyes are closed my visions clear , frozen like im dishin fear
bet your wishing i would quit, pessimistic next to missing chances where i might've fit
can it with complaining sucker out for what they claim is theirs
same as where your aiming think a billion people make it fair
creep in this direction try'na snatch up every vacant stare
brains been aching taking time to waste just try'na make it there

(chorusX2)

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charades

Written, Produced & mixed by Tristan Castillo.

Everyday Act

Playco Armboy

Slip (Felly) slowed

prod. ototoi

this was my junior year of high school
my grades were terrible
i was acting out
but you still liked me
but you still give me a ride home


tangerine - 1/6/16, 1.15 PM

amid a futuristic dreamland. 
(lyrics by Destiny)
(Earth)
we all be on earth, in the way, im sayin
but i dont wanna ever fade away im stayin
and tears stay drippin down my face no playin
but i know i came a long way its amazing

i knew that you were the one
now i dont believe in love
some shit that i never seen
you could kill us in your dreams

princess mononoke on my laptop
frank ocean - crack rock we would smoke skunk in front of backdrops
the last blunt had me mad slump
felt my past stop
i dragged one
stuck in a closet feelin my mask drop
fields of infinite green flarin up allergies
trees up on the culdesac street be passin me
so many secrets that i never knew
smokin cess with you
memories i aint tell to you

(Xanax)
taking xans, she poppin pills under her room lights
she love her trauma, internet drama, and her new tights
she guilt trips you just to feel like a victim
she sinks through never real with her feelings
she like to suffer wouldnt want it any different
she dont even have to be a victim, she can dream about it

It ain't never taken seriously in this world though 
She just seen as another girl though 
Fucked up in the party lights, made sure that they hit strobe 
It ain't even just a party though 
It's a dark sea full of thick smoke 
Where the demons roam and the worst people love it 
Feeling comfortable in struggle 
Tryna pull you with they troubles
You don't even know what love is
Slinging that word like a nunchuck 
But you regret havin ya son bruh
He ain't even ask to here
You just never chose to use a condom 
And you could do whatever catch a body 
Thinkin you won't get pregnant, that's some sorry shit 
I really should have left when I realized it 
But when you in love you in denial
Now I don't give a fuck about your privacy
You never should have flirted with a minor
Now I'm knowin for certain you be lying
Fuck your friend circle bitch I'm tired
That community circus full of rides 
They all just lead you to a fire 
I left that hoe, bitch I'm retired (2x)

Look,
I don't fuck with it
My petty 
Too vicious
Fuck Becky 
I do this shit
Fuck around and leave yo boo missin

(Love)
I do not cry bitch I don't give a fuck 
I make my shit you could hate it or love
I do not cry bitch I love who I love
I make my shit you can hate it for sho
(Fuck me up man, fuck me up ay)

taking xans, she poppin pills under her room lights
she love her trauma, internet drama, and her new tights
she guilt trips you just to feel like a victim
she sinks through never real with her feelings
she like to suffer wouldnt want it any different
she dont even have to be a victim, she can dream about it

charades

TRISTAN CASTILLO

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