praying to the sky (prod. greaf)

the way i see things (prod. kryptik)

morrison hotel

white picket fence (demo)

B I G S L E E P

(Foreword)

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Moon

Take Out Your Air Guns, They'll Come

Time-Consumer

102 (Acoustic)

you broke me and never looked back 
cut ties but i didn’t  understand that
you know you got those hazy eyes 
think im a cliche, well you’re a waste of time 
maybe i should try to fall in line
maybe i should try to retrace all my steps this time 
ill remind myself to never fucking miss you
try to realize that i don’t fucking need you 

make sure you kiss your knuckles before you punch me in the face
id just kiss your forehead and id tell you it’s ok
you were fucking disappearing when you said you needed space 
guess im still fucking stupid and im stuck in my old ways 

just another reason to look up and start believing 
all my friends are worried that im doin more than drinking
you saw my face and then turned away I guess I should just know my place 
fuck, don’t even wanna know your name 
can i let all fade away?
can i stop remembering
all of the sounds? they were deafening 
find myself stuck in a dream
dazed, confused, and wondering
wish i could forget
and live in the moment and without regret
but im taking these bottles to the head
trying to wake up dead

make sure you kiss your knuckles before you punch me in the face
id just kiss your forehead and id tell you it’s ok
you were fucking disappearing when you said you needed space 
guess im still fucking stupid and im stuck in my old ways 

the old ones got one song
you got three, does it feel wrong?
you had me now im long gone
never had you but i was someone
still don’t get why you’re silent 
got everything good on my end
say something, im dying 
say something, im dying 
f u c k

demo #6 (shadow) 👻 (prod. killmoure)

demo #6 (shadow) 👻 (prod. killmoure)

nightwalks