sewerperson - she tell me im dyin edit

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sewerperson ft. tommy ice - crescent moon (slowed)

produced by killedmyself

a completely non profit project

lyrics

i could never do it ur way no
i can only do it my way yo
pumping sound out of my airways oh
im getting litty on a sunday woah

holdup
woo
they say i go to hard
im getting fucked up leaving in an uber car
im dropping 60 10s on a couple friends
spent the next nighy throwing up my guts again
ima wake up and do my make up
do my face up and get my plays up
fill my plate up with things to say
straight outta my brain dont hesistate
i just wrote a whole ass album in a night
what u mean all my lyric shit is tight
i put thought into every word i write
respect the craft and make sure u do it right

i could never do it ur way no
i can only find my way home now
im pumping sound out of my airways oh
im getting litty on a sunday woah

we aint getting no sleep
i feel like an alchemist 
all the shit i mix with weed
ill be workin all week
i just made a rack last night what u need
damn

i could never do it ur way no
im just tryna find my way home now
im just tryna do it my way
getting litty on a sunday

sundays, man (killedmyself)

thank you to @sewerperson

bates:
im alright
but id be better if i could just step inside
and i took the reigns
just tryna take control back of my life
but its too much to fight
i reach back and swing, i try
i gotta wet my knife
said it to my face and lied
im too mortified
entrances stay fortified
i dont want advice
trust ive heard it a million times
i cant take in sights
swear that my fuckin brain is fried
such a lonely night
i cant say it but i'll try

i kept the worst all around me
now you'll know better than to fuckin doubt me
its been way too long
i can hear the shadows call
more than writing on the wall
reaching forward and i fall

yeah its terrible
absence of words just happened to say it all
it got way too much i just couldn't go out and face it all
its all my fault
give into misery, lean in and i drop
couldn't find the words
looking back and i seem to know it all

sewerperson:
tell me twice
first time i was mummified
i'll abide with anything u say is right
in the dark we all turn to lesser life
candle light saves me in these lonely nights
war inside ur head is purely natural baby
once i say my grace i turn to animal baby
pray for me cause i been out my head as of lately
tables turn and friends turn into heathens that hate me
i feel i'm the perfect candidate in this purge
i got shackles on my ankles while i pick at this dirt
i guess i dont got my angel looking down on my state
cause if they were then i'd be subject to a numbing of fate
as time goes by i could feel me rot
the light cuts thru me and it tears me up
i apologize for the pain i had caused
i know it doesn't make it right but at least i fought

bates:
yeah its terrible
absence of words just happened to say it all
it got way too much i just couldn't go out and face it all
its all my fault
give into misery, lean in and i drop
couldn't find the words
looking back and i seem to know it all

hindsight bias ft. sewerperson

sewerperson slowed mix

produced by neverforever

cty_gazing_ inspired by city gazing by hero

completely non profit 

lyrics

rain clouds above me
my souls fuckin ugly
everyone act so roughly
not like we playing rugby

so c'mon
u get a free throw
i'ma break ur ribs with my feet tho
u can keep those
knocking out some teeth like t bone
12 zero

switch just flipped 
so I drink and drink and drink
Molly got boys fucked 
why do I not feel a thing
sitting in a gutter 
feels like where I'm meant to be
lemme take a second 
i just need some time to think

sunrise
that's home time
well past dawn when I close eyes
my surprise 
pretty sure that i hate going outside
like oh my i can be a hypocrite ik
dont we all sometimes 
like don't lie
u don't see the grey sky

that's all i see
in u and me

all the bad all the hurt
i guess i just see the worst
fuck urself
fuck the world 
save it? nah it don't deserve
i been burnt
i have learnt
good intentions same as dirt
i been burnt
i have learnt
good intentions same as -

rain clouds above me
my souls fuckin ugly
everyone act so roughly
not like we playing rugby

fuck like
i really woke up?
fall asleep face up i wanna choke up
fully gave up
yeah
zoning out this bitch while smoking with the raindrops

this ain't life i'm stuck in my own self made hell
hate the world almost half i do myself
i just suck but u should know i'm something else
self aware i take the devil's side in hell

cough up sludge I force it back into my gut
taste just fine it's like a stronger form of bud
bought an h and in a week I'm out of bud
sleeves r stained, recycler bong that's full of muck

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well it gets lonely 
city gazing from the satellites
all alone here 
in this spaceship and the latern light 
well ive got oxygen 
enough to maybe make the night
but ive accepted that this place 
is where I'll come to die

the view ive got from in my coffin
well it's really nice
if I jumped what'd be the chance 
I'd land in powerlines
a mangled body's not the image 
that I'd hope ud find
a lump of coal that u can bury 
is worth the piece of mind

maybe best to turn this ship 
and gun for saturn's rings
I'd meet an alien 
and tell him how I really think
this world is ugly 
if u took the time to sink it in
people selfish and absorbed 
inside of useless shit

ive got a problem
ive forgotten how to let u in
my vision fades 
alarms are blaring, I hit jettison 
a fire show ignites
somewhere above the midnight sky
I hear just silence
void is pretty fond of eating life

city gazing, with my homies:
foreign parasites 
a formed allience 
between the dead and all this moldy life
I pull the plug on sos
command don't give a shite
I found ignition in the pain
that came from u and I

dmg_ctrl_/cty_gazing_ (neverforever)

prod Eric godlow
lyrics:
This poor creature in these photographs (Dead)
Tortured (Dead), bloody, buried bare funeral dressings in 1920 (Oh)
Blood dyes a gold around her neck into a rust-red (Dead)
How can any man lay sleeping with her on their conscience?

Lord, help me navigate this mess I stumbled onto
The deviancy permeates my senses in a dark room
Tossed away a horror, Southern Scotland to a dark grave, uh (Dead)
Sot is the only mess upon her pale face
Slowly lifе in Glasgow holds a sour taste
Rainy nights and steep rock by the harsh waves (Murdеr)
Purity on this shelf is but a dream state
Yuh, sanity and myself just had to part ways
Down the turn I guess (True)
Me and all attempts to give her a fitting rest (No)
It adds up, no it don't
This a cult, I know (Cult)
Sit and collect the bones (Bones)
There the eyes upon us, you're not safe at home
Hand signs they're not deaf, plus words are all done with their left, uh
I seen a sacrifice come to fruition, I cannot be scared that I'm next, uh (Scared)
I feel this shit in my chest, uh, I seen the runes getting dressed
My parents told me when younger, I didn't believe 'em till I saw the mark on my head (Path to Hell)

Poor creature in these photographs
Tortured, bloody, buried bare funeral dressings in 1920
Blood dyes a gold around her neck into a rust-red
How can any man lay sleeping with her on their conscience?

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