you guys bullied me into putting the photo without the pencil art 💀 

nicole dollanganger - anthems for a seventeen year old girl (with brad garcia)

Maybe I'm sick, and maybe that makes me contagious
No matter what, I know you want me gone
Sick to my stomach, I fail to emulate everyone else
Who loves or pleases you

Oh, smoking cigarettes
Maybe I'll get you to hate me even more
I know that there is nothing you can blame me for
But you find a way

Cutting out my tongue, well it won't make it any better
You always find a way to make it hurt
I'm getting ready to hate you for the things that I'll do wrong
Like hanging from the ceiling
Or bleeding on the floor

Oh, but lighting things on fire
Maybe I'll get you to hate me even more
Oh, I know that there is nothing you can blame me for

And I won't hesitate to bite like a dog if you come back around
And I can't really say if you made me this way
Or if I'm forever bound to misery

Smoking cigarettes
Maybe I'll get you to hate me even more
I know now there is nothing I should blame you for
But I find a way

serenades for the false-hearted

hatesick

every perfect summer is eating me alive until you’re gone

i bet on losing dogs (mitski cover)

leave my body out for the vultures
so they can taste
my sweet death
decompose like the tulips on my grave
spitting hate on me 
the jukebox plays again 
my ghost will cry for attention 
and i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it 
wondering why didn't i get what i want? 
why does this flesh want more? 
why didn't i hurt you more?
'cause i'm the blasphemer waiting 
just for your lightning
if there are junkyards in hell, love is the dog that guards the gates
love is a dog from hell 
hang my body 
out like the laundry
so I can try at least look clean
slaughter down the lambs
maim my heart out
pure turned evil 
the jukebox plays again my ghost will cry for attention 
and i hate it, i hate it, i hate it, i hate it
love is a dog from hell
delicate death on pews
cry to the god you choose 
to love you, to hurt you 
love is a dog from hell 
so i'll wait at the gates

love is a dog from hell (demo)

the perfect song for the perfect summer day

bags (clairo cover)

I remember when my body was a friend
now it shudders at my reflection
gripping tight at my neck

Insomniac

(coprod.ksun) 


the song represents a rough love relationship with someone who has anger issues (major gay energy lol)

Lyrics: 


quiet life, brasov sign 
so i'll wait out by the creek 
our tanned bodies will burn for dawn 
use your muscles for this thing called love 
start a fight on your porch 
a renegade with nowhere to run 
workout in your small garage 
motorbike just to gun 'em down 
saints just lie and i fucking cry             
bide your time, bite my tongue
hold my hand under these red lights
killed a guy with your own bare fists
no one stops you but i tame you 
hide from cops in the parking lot 
by the abandoned water park 
you just punch holes in your wall 

treat me like your punching bag
no one sees you better than i can
beat yourself up on the floor 
burried a grave for that girl with her dad
by the dam where we'd make love and just touch 

do you honestly feel my love? 
do you think that i'm good enough?
imma be honest you're the one
ride or die, fight or flight 
all i wanna be is bad like you 
share my body and my mind with you    
kraftwerk playing in your bedroom 
drinking that to cope with your anger issues
disobey destroy outlaw 
light match, set it on fire
this fight aint even over 
wreslte ring crowd screaming your name 
strikes like a shark with a blood scent 
knock him out, you'll ascend
wait for glory, you might seem lost  
but you'll know where i am 

disobey destroy outlaw
none of them know who you love
i'm your punching bag, punch him back
hit him hard, kiss me hard 
stab him hard, spit on him 
take it out, take it out

punching bag

gun girl

How do I put this in words you’ll understand 
You dragged me through dirt called me a whore left me there 
You threatened to hit me if I did something wrong  
You like to play god but you’re a punisher 
Just sit in your bed, swallow regret after crying during sex and I’m begging please just don’t break me down more 
I’m not someone you can just dispose of
I’m someone that you said that you loved 
Snowdrops won’t lift any of my sadness
My minds rotting from what you said 
All those words they repeat in my head 
And I’m the killing the child in myself 
So if I’m just a heartless whore 
Then why did you stick it out with me?

snowdrops (snippet)

Music & Lyrics: Ryan Moore. Produced, Arranged & Mixed by Ryan Moore. Vocals, Analog Synthesizers & Drum Programming: Ryan Moore. Recorded & Mixed at Ryan Moore Studios, Pacific Northwest. Mix Consultant: John Sawoski. Mastered by Rainer Gembalczyk at Sienna Digital, Half Moon Bay, California.

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Time Travel Paradox

wow it feels so good to finally release this wtf

Cherry

making the sort of music you listen to in your back-yard in the dead summers whilst thinking about Ethel Cain or Lux Lisbon

Insomniac

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