lyrics:

you could say i-

you could say i changed, i'm less relatable
i'm always in pain, no time to make it, bro
give me all the pills, and let me take it, bro
just let me know

if you got change for a payphone
cause i have to pay for a way home
i don't want no problems, so just leave me alone
just leave me alone cause i've been by my own, uh

you stabbed me in the back right now
i don't know who to trust right now
am i getting love right now?
or am i getting played again?

you stabbed me in the back right now
i don't know who to trust right now
am i getting love right now?
or am i getting played again?

you could say i changed, i'm less relatable
i'm always in pain, no time to make it, bro
give me all the pills, and let me take it, bro
just let me know

if you got change for a payphone
cause i have to pay for a way home
i don't want no problems, so just leave me alone
just leave me alone cause i've been by my own, uh

on my way home prod. whitecxffin

Taco Belle (Shawty)/ prod. Baredex

why is the sp404 600 dollars what the fuck

random fuckin beat 2023 ignore the previous title i was ignorant and now im educated

DEMO7 for deathtrap

made this while i was sick so this doesnt have much effort

Better On My Own (p. xpiciel)

https://soundcloud.com/sashicoo/official-celeste-original-soundtrack-11-quiet-and-falling?in=sashicoo/sets/celeste-ost

hello foenem

scaredy cat

b4thecoronation (aka a lil 7 pack)

on to the next 🎉

- kø

(ty @111nightshift)
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I'm not pussy, I fuck pussy boy
I might batter mans, not no cooking boy
Agent Zero shooting, not no looking boy
I might slide up on em, not no rooking boy
I might knee a son, get him took-en boy

Bitch what's cooking boy
Ball out bitch, singing like troy
Get my chips like what's ahoy
He go succ session like Roman Roy
Check on me like hundred bands
Bars make em go running man 
Send to the moon got a hundred xans
Bitch I'm strapped up no Taliban

Ok I know, two bands off shows
Give brain, she slow
I slide off road, 
Fox shocks
Doin tricks, no roller coaster 
Get cheese, all your bread is toasted 
You're a nut, get fucking roasted

Ok I know, two bands off shows
Give brain, she slow
I slide off road, 
Fox shocks
Doin tricks, no roller coaster 
Get cheese, all your bread is toasted 
You're a nut, get fucking roasted

Bitch, I get up my money made it in the back
Turntables my money, I spun it real fast
I'm shopping at Nordstrom, you shopping at the rack 
Oh you just had some bars, that shit karaoke
Devil on my six, shoutout DJ Smokey
No Chuck E. Cheese, keep all my tokens 

And it's only fair that your bitch out here whoring me 
Got a Smith, not talkin Morrisey
New Civic, broke niggas call it a foreign please
Did two shows, yea they tryna tour with me 
Make some bits, yea they tryna torrent me 
Lil bitch, still act incorrigibly  

Ok I know, two bands off shows
Give brain, she slow
I slide off road, 
Fox shocks
Doin tricks, no roller coaster 
Get cheese, all your bread is toasted 
You're a nut, get fucking roasted

Ok I know, two bands off shows
Give brain, she slow
I slide off road, 
Fox shocks
Doin tricks, no roller coaster 
Get cheese, all your bread is toasted 
You're a nut so get fucking roasted

kha$hmoney3style (111nightshift)

Dress - user cover

cruel

The me you're currently seeing, does not exist.

It's as if I'm caught in a paradox, doing so much, yet feeling invisible.. An odd, feeling. How does one know if they exist, if they're invisible to the rest of the world?

In moments of solitude, when the noise fades.. Perhaps existence isn't, I’m but a ghost, living on hopes and dreams, and miserably failing at it. I create more than i ever have, i compose music, make models, produce videos, and create art. And yet, here i am failing miserably. Not existing.

Only truth is that i at least feel slightly better creating art now.

Thank you.

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Music composed, mixed and mastered by Invesvpo.
Artwork created by Invesvpo.

scaredy cat

moony