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Medicate

Monster

Monster (Reborn)

Died Twice (feat. Verity)

Pls Cheat On Me

Skin

friendship(prod.2twxnty)

nothing left to lose

I Miss U

Nightcore/Sped up I made of Johnny Goth's song "Dancin Closer to The Edge"
This song is meant to someone who's been with me and makes me feel loved
Happy 7 months to my beloved bf @mrkittynightcore3
I'm so happy to have him in my life and will be waiting for many more months and years to come 🥥🌴 
Hope you enjoy the song <3
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Lyrics:
These days and nights are all the same
Lately, I can't remember your name (Oh no)
Hands creepin' out the ground (Hands creepin' out the ground)
All tryna pull me down

I can't take this anymore, hands creepin' out the floor
I want to know I'm still alive (Who cares you've lost the right)
I want to hold you tight (I want to hold you tight)
I want to feel alive (I want to feel alive)

Dancin' closer to the edge, don't trip and break your neck
I want to know what's in your head
That's where you and I connect

Dancin' closer to the edge (Dancin' closer to the edge)
That's where you and I connect (that's where you and I connect)
Dancin' closer to the edge (Dancin' closer to the edge)
That's where you and I connect (that's where you and I connect)

Johnny Goth - Dancin Closer To The Edge {NIGHTCORE/SPED UP}

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LYRICS

Fuck up the bag, fuck it up
Fuck up the bag, fuck it up 
Fuck up the bag, fuck it up
Fuck up the bag, fuck it up 
Fuck up the bag, fuck it up
Fuck up the bag, fuck it up
Fuck up the bag,

Huh, I just get the bag, I don’t fumble,
Huh, I been poppin tags, but I’m not Future,
No I don’t pop Percocet,
No I don’t rock Number (N)ine,
I still get ur bitch wet,
I still love to count checks,

(Sometimes I’m off of these drugs I feel like I’m flyin, n sometimes I’m off of these drugs n I feel like I’m dyin) 
I still love to count checks,

(Sometimes I’m off of these drugs I feel like I’m flyin, n sometimes I’m off of these drugs n I feel like I’m dyin) 
Made it out the projects,

I put them diamonds all up on my wrist so I flex on a bitch, 
I hit from the back, from a certain angle
Flex on a bitch like Kurt Angle,
I beat up the pussy like I beat the bongo,
I hit this bitch n she said she a model,
Remember back then, would drown in my sorrows, now I get bread, today, tomorrow
Talk on my gang u ain’t gon see tomorrow,
We hit that boy n we fill him w hollows,
Take a lil 10, hit up the mall,
5% tints, I pull up in Tahoe,
I move like the president, move like the president, I got this Draco it hit up ur residence,
Count up the dividends, count up the dividends, bitch I ain’t stoppin till I got a couple M’s,
Huh, M’s, M’s on M’s, 
I need a whole lotta racks in my pants,
They hatin on me cuz my pants from France, 
How about u go get ur bands, go get ur bands, go get ur bands up
Fuck up the bag, I fuck up the bag, they call my phone I don’t answer (Shh shh)

(Sometimes I’m off of these drugs I feel like I’m flyin, n sometimes I’m off of these drugs n I feel like I’m dyin) 
I still love to count checks

(Sometimes I’m off of these drugs I feel like I’m flyin, n sometimes I’m off of these drugs n I feel like I’m dyin) 
Made it out the projects

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