Out Of Place (skress mochila)

crux (tenoji ayykidtaylor)

a song about my roots and the childhood i lost

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veered into a ditch
theres no coming back from that
hard to find my way
visions in and out of black
is there nothing to look forward to at home?
is there really nothing, nowhere i could go?

im just so imperfect
how was i made from scraps of you?
and my childhoods fading
im just grasping at scraps of youth
i swear im really trying to see the light in this
i wake up not to silence, but to a deafening hiss
the choir is getting louder, they tell me i should quit
they tell me that if im not dead, then im not doing shit
(how was i made)
im just so imperfect
how was i made from scraps of you?
and my childhoods fading
im just grasping at scraps
your words are falling flat, youre fading in the mix
its so hard to forget about this feeling that ive sinned
i think about the time that, he brushed against my skin
and even when he tried to push, the issue didnt fit
(how was i made)

save your breath for another day
save excuses, please
you gave me all that youve got
but now its starting to rot
i cant take it

its not enough, not enough, not enough,
its not enough, not enough, not enough

how was i made from scraps of you?
how was i made from scraps of you?
i didnt get to be,
the girl i wanted to be
how was i made from scraps of you?
how was i made from scraps of you?
its not my fault

scraps of you

i watched a man die last night
shoveled pills but they couldn’t even keep him alive
and when i saw my reflection in those empty eyes
i bit my tongue

and he said
“boy, it seems i’ve finally reached my time
the gross unknown, the twisted blurry lines”
and i couldn’t help but stand there
stoned and petrified
i wish i’d said goodbye

if i see your face again i think i'll fall apart
conflated, left in idle stress, you found your way in to my art
floating down the lake bed, tears piled in my arms
cos it all leads down to something less, we feel so small amongst the stars

if i die here wondering, "was i ever enough?"
deflated, lost the confidence to bottle it up
falling through the mattress, fear boils and erupts
no lifeline can save me drowning, i'm giving up

so i looked to myself
and asked “who the hell am i?
was the death of who i was a noble sacrifice?”
shoveled pills and then drank the liquid suicide
i’ll let fate carry me tonight

and he said
“boy, it seems i’ve finally reached my time
the gross unknown, the twisted blurry lines”
and i couldn’t help but stand there
stoned and petrified
i wish i’d said goodbye

PERMADEATH

Katy’s got the sense
There’s a new panopticon
She keeps her glasses drawn

Tommy’s with three men
And a recent confidante
His ending is foregone

He dies behind the wheel
From the curdle of a heart
That was broken from the start

Saw you screaming from the car
Some statements of depart
But I can't hear you

I’m writing prayers for you
I’m writing prayers for you
I’m writing prayers for you
I’m writing prayers for you

Just one more stolen sip 
Then throw the bottle out 
I'll never make a sound 

A breath below the surface 
Of the waves I won't surmount 
I'll never make you proud

So slip me off the spool 
And leave me on the ground 
I'll flail here unbound 

So bite your flaking lip 
And follow my scent down 
I'll fade into the crowd

I’m writing prayers for you
I’m writing prayers for you
I’m writing prayers for you
I’m writing prayers for you

Writing

everything by me

everyday your on the floor
is it a cause of abnormality or more?
or is it
your waiting for someone to come on by
someone that would treat you right

and that would be me
oh me
i could be everything you need
just please just take me
hold onto me
please dont leave me
cause when you left i couldnt scream

i wanna be the one you like
send a letter with a knife
i gave everything up to you
i thought it was a fluke but now hes pressing up on you

tell me what im supposed to do
when everyones around and i just cant be with you
tell me does that sound fair to you
what you did to me i would never do to you

so ill break my heart over something i cant change
will you be with me or him? its something i dont wanna say
so i look out for you
hope you look out for me
and i finally understand ill never be with you

u r not the strokes lil bro 😹

waiting for someone

sweet tooth 180 bpm (for the breakcore enthusiasts)

i think about killing people all the time

prod. me

lyrics:

tell me that you love me
i tell my friends that i love them more
tell me that my life will change
destroy me to the core
(just make me feel)
-
upside down 
right side up
cant feel shit 
its been so long
its not enough
not enough
not enough to fix me

[-1]

outline(practice)

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[Verse 1]
I'm a bullet from a burning gun
I'm a story you can't twist
I'm the creature but I'm in a cage
Sketched on a paper you can't write

[Pre-Chorus 1] 
White skin fades
Under your touch and

[Chorus 1] 
Track the sun
Capture stories
Watercolors
A void is calling me
Track the sun
Capture stories
Watercolors 
A void is calling me

[Post-Chorus 1] 
A void is calling me 
The liquid satins and rust

[Verse 2] 
I knew you were a fool 
A fucker 
All sets rolled in fake 
Intoxicating gleam 
A crime scene 
All seats set on fire

[Bridge] 
I knew you wanted all sets wrong 
I knew you'd fall through all sets wrong

[Verse 3] 
I want to yell but no voice 
Watercolors 
Void is calling me 
The liquid satins and rust 
A sharp voice off the tide 
Casts her pulse 
Collapsed 
White skin fades under your touch

[Verse 4] 
Shattered mirrors reflect my rage
Burning silence, a broken cage
Phantom echoes of what I might be
Fragments dancing, setting me free

[Pre-Chorus 2] 
White skin burns
Everything turns

[Chorus 2] 
VOID IS CALLING!! 
VOID IS CALLING!! 
VOID IS CALLING ME!! 
TRACK THE SUN!

Watercolors 
A void is breaking me 
VOID IS CALLING!! 
VOID IS CALLING!! 
VOID IS CALLING ME!! 
TRACK THE SUN!

[Final]

sweet tooth 180 bpm (for the breakcore enthusiasts)

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