WHITEWITCH✨

White Witch

I fell in love last fall...now it don't mean nothin at all

Last Fall [Prod.yunggastly]

Haunt Me

Blurry Vision

Ghost Of The East Coast

Willow Grove (Intro)

As I Lay Here Dying

Looking For The Hollow Tree

MAD HATTER

Mastered by Vagabond 
Produced by Miercoles

Perfect

Production, mixing, mastering: 
Vagabond

Artwork: 
Vagabond

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@false-eyes
@whitewitchbitch

Lyrics
Vagabond
Sounds like the WhiteWitch just summoned me to the castle gates
Step off my horse
Tyshawns on my feet
Low carry weight
I bring the heat 
Sounds like you’re with the bitching bruv I’d rather just go and skate
All I see is begs
Surrounded by neeks
Not tryna wait
I bring the heat
I’ll bring the heat with zero remorse
I don’t wanna hear any more
You can get flattened in an instant
I ain’t got many nice wishes
Kicking off faces with pink laces in my crepes
But I don’t wanna spend or waste my breath
Not enough time to kill them all
And too many noises in my head
Now I’m
Just trying 
To escape
Digital noise
All in my face
Trying to find
A site of grace

WhiteWitch
shit 
you said 
i did to you 
i’ll admit it if it makes u happy 
wanna talk shit about me  
but I’m just you, in a different body 
just skin and ribs but i still got an army 
Got style, we don’t fuckin wear khaki 
White magic in my soul I’m just another fucking body n i don’t want it nah
Every time I wake up when the stores close
Nothing open but my heart although it’s been froze 
snow covered path on the dirt road 
Dark hair in my face but I’m still cold 
Cold, cold
just a rotten body in the snow 
nobody tells me what to do 
independent, all alone 
you can call it what u want 
but you’ll never be 
close to the bone of who u are nah

False Eyes 
I'm not going online anymore.
These screens deceive, it's all comical.
The words I've spoke are inaudible.
My mental's tracking clouds of gloom.
Most times our acts are intolerable.
I know that they hate, cause I hate this too.
I'm thinking we're doomed, no doubt, no doubt.
So I'm not going online anymore, 
just face the death that holds my soul,
just take the mass, dissolve it all,
then yes bitch planet Earth would live on.
Watch the world crumble and I'm still reclining.
It really doesn't matter if it's loud or silent.
Cause any of the matter's that it's all been blinded.
Somewhere a site of grace might help you through. 
Let us be the riot, inside my chest it's timeless.
No, that's not a clique bitch,
you don't have the mindset.
Saying there's no judgement,
turn into who guides it.
Claim you understand but, couldn't have a clue.
Shit.
Wish I had relation to begin with but it's useless.
(Wish I had relation)
(I can't relate)
I'm losing patience.

Vagabond, WhiteWitch & False Eyes- Site Of Grace