ello I'm back babyyyyy I'm so sorry but I had to record this for my amazing YouTube video lolz pls sit thru that :))) enjoyyyy

lyrics:
Breaking down
Killer clowns
Going down in a fire
Empty chairs
Neutral air
Not successful 

Change my hair
Try to feel like someone new
Every month or two
Try to quick fix my flaws
And take it all off 
Then put it back on again 

city scapes
Running late
Driving off the side
Clothing freyed
Saving face
And ugly crying 

I've been  holding empty air
In the palm my hands
Visual trickery
Who's staring back at me
And all these people
Watching me
Taking eveeu second to disecf my chemisty

Change (My Hair)

Lyrics:
Chewing on ice
To break my teeth
Heart so cold
U can't break me 
If I put up a front
You won't come swinging
If I fight back
I'll get injured 

Chewing on ice 
To break my teeth
Drinking up spirits 
To fullfill the Need
Curling in a ball
To cry and plead
Can't see me
If I've gone 

Chewing on ice
To break my teeth
Picking at my skin 
For something underneath
Buried treasure
Imma die alone
Can't go forward 
And I Can't go home

Chewing on ice 
To break my teeth 
Looking up the weather 
It don't look so good to me
Wrap me in bubbles
So that I can feel clean
When it's been a month
Since I've showered properly 

Chewing on ice 
To break my teeth 
Stealing little trinkets
Oops silly old me
Talking with somebody 
Who's really here
Yet I'm feeling lighter and 
everythings clear

Chewing on ice 
To break my teeth 
Is this the end
Of humanity 
It's been a year
Since I started smoking 
Now when I breathe
I start chocking
Chewing on ice
To break my teeth
Chewing on ice
To break my teeth
Chewing on ice
To break my teeth
Picking at my skin 
For something underneath
Buried treasure
Imma die alone
Can't go forward 
And I Can't go home

Chewing On Ice | Original Song

A song abt growing up
 
Lyrics:
Perfume and cigarettes
Covering the awful stench
Of vomit in the sink oh

Tattoos and piercings
Slashed open at the seems
Only to hide in it still

Antibiotics
Remedys and medicines
You were once a little girl
Now your just something feral

Hair dye and bleach
Coaxed in change
Stuck in place until it fixes all the damage in your brain

Sugary and sweet
Fixed on it like it’s methamphetamine
One bite and the rest is history

Antibiotics
Remedys and medicines
You were once a little girl
Now your just something feral

Light fractures, glass shatters
Greener gass and bigger pastures
Volume up you can't hear a thing
Blocking out the voices in your head

Antibiotics
Ainti depressants and psychotics 
You were once a little girl
Now your just something feral

Antibiotics | Original Song

Guitar by Hannah Smillie of the Psychotic Reactions :)

Lyrics:
I don't need a conversation
anymore
I just need to sit by myself
and lay on the floor

stare up at the grey sky
hoping for goodnights sleep
look at my reflection as I continue 
to hate what I see

It'd be nice to have a shoulder to cry on 
That's not my own
I'd like to have a person to talk to
That's not my mum

as I stare up at the grey sky
hoping for goodnights sleep
look at my reflection as I continue 
to hate what I see

read books of romance to take in 
What I can't recieve
believe in lo-ove as long as it's not 
towards me

while I stare up at the grey sky
hoping for goodnights sleep
look at my reflection as I continue 
to hate what I see

stare up at the grey sky
hoping for goodnights sleep
look at my reflection as I continue 
to hate what I see

grey sky

I think this is my fav song that I've written EVER!

Lyrics:

There’s a hole in the wall
In the house where you live
Somehow nobody but you can see it
So what’s the point of telling people about it now?

What’s the point of helping you walk 
When you’re clearly never gonna move
What’s the point of holding that gun 
When you’re clearly never gonna shoot

There’s a mess on your desk
That’s been piling up for weeks
And somehow everybody wants to clean it
So what’s the point of helping yourself out now?

What’s the point of helping you walk 
When you’re clearly never gonna move
What’s the point of holding that gun 
When you’re clearly never gonna shoot

*Instrumental*

What’s the point of helping you walk 
When you’re clearly never gonna move
What’s the point of holding that gun 
When you’re clearly never gonna shoot

What’s the point of helping you run
When you’re clearly already on the move
What’s the point of losing that gun 
When you’re clearly ready to shoot

What’s The Point By Asha

I write sad songs cause it's the only thing I'm good at 🤭

Asha

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