Name: TEUFELTÄUSCHER by Skizo089
Duration: 2 min 37 s
Description: Keiner hält mich klein, besonders nicht der Teufel😈

DIE TO LIVE

Disconnect from the simulation. Stand alone.


FREE SHADOWS

Love is a Russ

right there

No Way Back

My Baby

Creature

Prod. Kizip 

Recorded on my Phone

Part of my album "Side Quest"

if I keep rapping will this cold go away 😅😂 apologize for my scratchy voice at the end

Really my open journal it's honestly my therapy I appreciate anyone who listens and vibes to my music means the world to me

lemme know what y'all think of the song in the comments or what type vibes y'all want next from me as always we are taking off 👨🏾‍🚀🚀✨

tbh with y'all I don't like to put it in the title cus majority of these songs I freestyle most of them but y'all wouldn't believe me anyways 💯😭


new album merch on my website htts://w2www.bonfire.com/store/sdrs-merch/

Go Together

we chill....
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Children of maybe… (yeah)
Almost and might… (might, might!)
Almost and might… (almost, might!)

Children of maybe, of “almost” and “might,”
Sleep like a baby — still itching for fights
Children of maybe, we live off the slight
Kiss— kiss me with truth — don’t dress it “polite.”

A like from a stranger can carry me home
Love from a friend feel like skin on bone
Slaves to the hearts, to the numbers, the views
Dance for the rumours, then die by the news
I don’t trust the ones who would die in my eyes
Love too gentle — too weak — too nice
I want a stranger to cut me to size
Kiss me with truth, don’t kill me with lies

Nearly achievers — nine out of ten
Gold-diggers for love from our lovers and friends
Nearly achievers — smile for the lens
Still begging for cheers from our lovers and friends

But a sneer and a nod from a face in the crowd
Hits harder than friends when they cheer me too loud
You love me — then mean it. You hate me — then speak
I’m sick of your praise when you call me “unique”
Unique…
“Yeah, you’re so unique…”
Sick.

Children of maybe, of “almost” and “might,”
Sleep like a baby — still itching for fights
Nearly achievers — nine out of ten.
Gold-diggers for love from our lovers and friends

I’ll dance like a beggar in Saturday shoes
I’d give it all up for one true stranger’s bruise

Children of maybe, of “almost” and “might,” 
Sleep like a baby — still itching for fights
Children of maybe, we live off the slight
Kiss— kiss me with truth — don’t dress it “polite.”

Nearly achievers — nine out of ten 
Gold-diggers for love from our lovers and friends
Nearly achievers — smile for the lens
Still begging for cheers from our lovers and friends

Almost… might… 
Almost… might… 

Kiss— kiss me with truth
and leave me the bruise
Leave me the bruise… 
Leave me
the true stranger’s bruise

You love me — then mean it. You hate me — then speak
I’m sick of your praise when you call me “unique”. 
Sick




3:59

Children of Maybe

Keiner hält mich klein, besonders nicht der Teufel😈

TEUFELTÄUSCHER

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TEUFELTÄUSCHER

Skizo089

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