rn [branwen]

BATCLIQUE
prod. drma + ayoley + miroow
https://linktr.ee/scareseezenz

we are fine, but we're not

reminiscing [xtasane + lithe]

taking pictures of the sunset (prod. cløud)

Nonprofit, shoutout white shinobi 

Lyrics:
Girl it’s on video 
Where were you going?
Where were you going?
Baby you owe me 
Girl it’s on video 
Where were you going?
Where were you going ?
Girl you control me 

I’ll say yes to the pills in the morning 
I’ll say no to the girl that adores me 
Why can’t I feel anything important?
I just can’t accord it 
Everything is boring 

Everything is boring 
Till it’s lost or forgotten 
This hell that I’m held in
In my chest I have a lot held in 
Prisoner of Helgen 
Passionate like I’m Mackned 
Eager yet for the heaven

Helgen (prod.white shinobi)

a.lot.on.me. (prod. gally)

EZ2H8 (prod. Ghostly1)

i spoke through my teeth and now im sad to death
i thought it'd be easy to watch you forget
now i lost time in my room, my only thoughts are of you
im sick of every fuckin moment comin back to this
well won't you tell me you're done, you take the u out of fun
and im so sick of it
flood my blood with sedatives
trapped in the moment, i wish that death could control it
you got a heart made of snow and you're probably better alone

im fed up with this, but you said you're better now
oh let that girl breathe but you better hold her tight
several degrees under babe it's a perfect night
every dream of you it's a perfect life

im sick more than death
don't wanna leave you i'm next
oh i'm fucked in the head
don't wanna breathe 'less it's lead
oh i'm in love with your body
you know when i'm not that sorry
i'll hold you tight round your chest
til you cannot breathe but just hardly

i spoke through my teeth and now im sad to death
i thought it'd be easy to watch you forget
now i lost time in my room, my only thoughts are of you
im sick of every fuckin moment comin back to this
well won't you tell me you're done, you take the u out of fun
and im so sick of it
flood my blood with sedatives
trapped in the moment, i wish that death could control it
you got a heart made of snow and you're probably better alone

reminiscing [xtasane + lithe]

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