In The Now (Glasear X Elijah Who)

City Of Stars(Snippet)(vitals X Jabarionthebeat)

residential. - youth (demo version)

yuh
this shit is beautiful man
aye
yo
yuhooh

toss me around
cut me up and break me down
(break me down)
blowin on that loud at 2am can’t hear a sound

make this floor shake
earthquake
she set it in her mouth
toothpaste

bitch i pack a blunt and then i lick it like a candy cane
heart is cold as ice it’s only fall but feel like winter rain
center of the storm and what your feeling is my hurricane
don’t stay in the middle you’ll get killed just like it’s hunger games

numbing up my feelings i’ve been dipping them in novacaine
i’m glad the winters here i don’t feel guilty staying in today
i swear thats just a pitcher i just don’t really wanna mix today
this bowl is weed i just don’t really wanna trip today

don’t invite your friends if you tell me you wanna see me
ion like em don’t you get it fuck they’re your friends for a reason
i don’t need em if you wanted you could skip our plans and see em
to be honest i was gonna hit you up and say im sleepin
(for real)
(for real)

you
toss me around
cut me up and break me down
(break me down)
blowin on that loud at 2am can’t hear a sound

make this floor shake
earthquake
she set it her mouth
toothpaste

make the floor shake
earthquake
she set it in her mouth
toothpaste

toothpaste (prod. white shinobi)

[Intro]
I'm not doing as good, as I really wanted to at the start
(Beam me up Scotty)
I'll probably fucking die in the next few months or something with my luck

[Chorus]
Hopeless nights tend to forget about the sickness till it's time
When I'm rid of all the fucking pharmaceuticals or prescriptions
Sliding through the real world on vomit from my system
What the fuck is wrong with my life
I'm weaning off of everything that kept me sane at night
Every scrape or cut or bruise or sore is cancer in my mind
Preemptive sick days you never know when you might die (RIP)

[Verse 1]
When you might die about a thousand fucking ways to do it everyday of life
Not a fucking lie there's shows about it on spike
Danger's real and it exists inside your mind (Fucking mind)
I don't give a fuck if you pay me, no royalties make it easy
Put every purchase on my Visa my food money could buy a Mercedes
Miles don't give a fuck and they praise me (Oh), minor fevers might phase me
Haven't ate in a couple days, so even shit could look tasty (Yuh)
Puking in a Starbucks bathroom, then I order from the menu
Organize loose plans, so they fall through
I'm really good at cancelling when I want to
At this point I don't know if I want you
Really good at fucking up when I got you
Really good at dodging everything about truth
If the book of lies exist I'll make a part two (Okay, okay)

[Chorus]
Hopeless nights tend to forget about the sickness till it's time
When I'm rid of all the fucking pharmaceuticals or prescriptions
Sliding through the real world on vomit from my system
What the fuck is wrong with my life
I'm weaning off of everything that kept me sane at night
Every scrape or cut or bruise or sore is cancer in my mind
Preemptive sick days you never know when you might die

[Verse 2]
What is this scene, I don't wanna fucking die
I'll make music about awaking to the smell of apple pie (Shit is yummy)
There's no clout in here if you're enjoying life
I don't fuck with anyone who uses sadness as a high
All emotions are my vice, firm relationships I like
I got molten lava touch if you want talk about something fire
Put piano in rewind and I can spit verses all night
I can tell you life is shit in songs it doesn't make it right
I've had friends I like a lot, but I drop them out of spite
If I block out all the guilt bet I could ghost them over night (I'll fucking ghost)
I'll fucking ghost, I'll fucking ghost (Overnight)
Okay, okay, okay

[Chorus]
Hopeless nights tend to forget about the sickness till it's time
When I'm rid of all the fucking pharmaceuticals or prescriptions
Sliding through the real world on vomit from my system
What the fuck is wrong with my life
I'm weaning off of everything that kept me sane at night
Every scrape or cut or bruise or sore is cancer in my mind
Preemptive sick days you never know when you might die (Fucking die)

In The Now (Glasear X Elijah Who)

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