Plastic Surgery Slumber Party

Heart Surgery Isn't That Bad...

Vagina from china

OBSESSED WITH U </3

for the end times <3

On a hand held radio 
Pre-disease borne hits super viral play 
It's like a piece of art
It's an asylum stay 
In a pack formed for survival
Never get my fix never get no say
But we've bigger fish to fry and we're on the line
We've gotta get away

There's nothing left here
For the rest of us
Only wasteland and desecrated, kicked up, rough
We're like diamonds
Glitter edges cut
They try to keep us down with hands and metal cuffs

(25)
In the digital wasteland 
There's no time for the blah of the boring today
It's just talk of machines as they perambulate and walk about their day
Their machinations are by design and worn with pride
And taken on the chin
They ignore the rancour, and all the rust sores
Like they can't smell the decay within
We rendezvous in the desert plains 
Around rotted cell towers dressed in fame
When we emerge from shelter we remember names
We had left behind with the latest plague
Like a modern dust bowl it obscures the air
While clogging airways and disturbing heirs
We're left in the wake, shaken unaware
Like scavengers, survivors living lives of dare

Cause I'm an optimist,
I call this a place of dreams
Maybe it's just the heat

Heat and pressure make diamonds
Just as they make rhinestones
They say beauty is cheap

There's nothing left here
For the rest of us
Only wasteland and desecrated, kicked up, rough
We're like diamonds
Glitter edges cut
They try to keep us down with hands and metal cuffs

You gotta fight for this
If you really care
Raise up rebel hell
Raise a blaspheme prayer
If they won't fucking help you they're not on your side
Start a riot, throw a punch or get in line

Attention everybody; all stay calm
It's written everywhere on flatscreen walls
It's been there thousands of days, too long
Getting restless here, waiting hours for the bomb

There's nothing left here
For the rest of us
Would it ever be enough?

There's nothing left here
For the rest of us
Only wasteland and desecrated, kicked up, rough
We're like diamonds
Glitter edges cut
They try to keep us down with hands and metal cuffs
There's nothing left here
For the rest of us
Only wasteland and desecrated, kicked up, rough
We're like diamonds
Glitter edges cut
They try to keep us down with hands and metal cuffs

Chronic Wastelanding Disease

for the end times <3

Wireframes, pixel art, rendering virtual hearts
3D, Data Leak, running till the engines stop
Binary slop, photoshop, feel the corruption
Mainframe, Blockchain, meaningless and laughing stock
Copy paste, still the same, Ctrl-alt-del me not
Fed by the cords I absorbed what the web forgot

Overload; Automatic
System's hot- Feel the Static


Overload; Automatic
System's hot- Feel the Static
Overload; Automatic
C'mon don't be so dramatic! 

Fuck it up cause the party's starting
Pucker up cause the name is Darling
Feel the ping when you go to tango
Go insane, fry your brain, till the banging stops
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Overwrite it
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Overwrite it 
Feel the digital romance angle
Speak inane, kill your brain, till your lungs'll stop

Wires that connect that which cannot be plugged into
Override the firmware to hook up me and you
Liars and deceivers send out armies of robots
And I aware of the plot tear them for parts

Overload; Automatic
System's hot- Feel the Static
Overload; Automatic 
System's hot- Feel the Static
Overload; Automatic
System's hot- Feel the Static
Overload; Automatic
C'mon don't be so dramatic! 

Fuck it up cause the party's starting
Pucker up cause the name is Darling
Feel the ping when you go to tango
Go insane, fry your brain, till the banging stops
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Overwrite it
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Rewrite it
Overwrite it

Overload; Automatic
System's hot- Feel the Static
Overload; Automatic
System's hot- Feel the Static
Overload; Automatic
System's hot- Feel the Static
Overload; Automatic
C'mon don't be so dramatic! 

Burn out with me at the Hydrogen Bar
Codeine, Glue, and You, I still bleed Vera Blue
For you, Latex & Pyromance, Jesus Christ Porno Star
Your Chemical Halo, Electric Molecular

Fuck it up cause the party's starting
Pucker up cause the name is Darling
Feel the ping when you go to tango
Go insane, fry your brain, till the banging stops

System Catastrophe 
Failure in my heart
Valve misalignment
And rate off the line charts
Rip out my RAM 
Kill the switch and all abort
Corrosive adhesive
And sodder off main ports

т3cнn064вь13

for the end times <3

Caution signs abundant
Seems redundant tryna get lost
My hair is cherry
For the post-venom brain fog
I make it easy 
You should see me and see lost cause
Instead your driving ahead 
Like you don't care about your car
Burnt diesel perfume comes from life on the road
Pretty stranger wants to skip over my pot holes 

I wanna let you
I WANNA LET YOU
But I can't let you in 
BUT I CAN'T LET YOU IN
What if we collide
WHAT IF WE CRASH OUR CARS
So I can feel your skin?

Speed up!
Baby turn the heat up 
Don't you wanna meet up?
Gonna keep going till your heart stops

Maya:
Always so contentious, not to mention its just not fair
Don’t be so pretentious, if you want it let me take you there 
Did I stutter? Burning rubber like this shits a race
Throw it in a tailspin just to see the look on your 

Face! Shock, hurry it up!
Its just the curb, don’t worry love
Rumble strip, let’s tear it up
Come on baby let’s have some fun
Hand in mine as you give me the keys
Let’s push that brand new warranty 
Living fast and living free
In the drivers seat just you and me
Hit the gas and skip the talk
Take the ride or stay and walk? 
Come get it bitch, we’re gonna rock
Now reach your hand into my glove box

Speed up!
Baby turn the heat up 
Don't you wanna meet up?
Gonna keep going till my heart stops
Tired of feeling so keyed up
Baby throw your drinks up
Gotta keep running till I get lost

I wanna crash this thing into a brick wall
I wanna rev this fling until your ex calls
Want you to do that thing signs say don't do 
And for you, listening, yeah, I'll listen to you
Am I not speaking aloud?
Do I just talk to myself?
This tension's bad for my head
This heart is bad for my health
I'm gonna sing you a song
Cause baby you ought to know
You gotta take these keys
We're going way too slow
(I'm gonna sing you a song
Cause baby you ought to know)
I want you bad 
I want you fast
I want you way down low
(I wanna scream these notes!)

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Maya Malice
https://soundcloud.com/mayamalice

makeout/burnout/crashout

for the end times <3

1st Verse :
20 years ago there was a melt down
Somethin radioactive must've burnt down
But the waves it started made us sickly
And now we've grown up hot into some sick freaks,

Pre Chorus:
In here we're never alone again
We move as one with touching hands
We're high as skies we're broken too
We play for us we sing for you
In here we're never alone again
We move as one with touching hands
We're high as skies we're broken too
We play for us we sing for you

Chorus:
Dance, Kid!
It's the end of the world
With fucked up hair and miniskirts!
Tear it down
We're partying oblivion
Darling we're one in a million!

Verse 2
It's statistically improbable we'd meet here

It says something that buried oh so near

Pre Chorus:
In here we're never alone again
We move as one with touching hands
We're high as skies we're broken too
We play for us we sing for you

Chorus:
Dance, Kid!
It's the end of the world
With fucked up hair and miniskirts!
Tear it down
We're partying oblivion
Darling we're one in a million!
Dance, Bitch!
It's the end of the world
With glitter spritz and eyeliner!
Tear it down
We're partying warzone
If I ever wake up i guess I'll walk home

Chorus:
Dance, Kid!
It's the end of the world
With fucked up hair and miniskirts!
Tear it down
We're partying oblivion
Darling we're one in a million!
Dance, Bitch!
It's the end of the world
With glitter spritz and eyeliner!
Tear it down
We're partying warzone
If I ever wake up i guess I'll walk home

1ina1000000<3

for the end times <3

The story starts with a little delusion
I'm in a city somewhere, light diffusion
Between auditions and shows I'm using
Up my favors from your favorite illusions
Picture me on camera so gorgeous 
And the stars beckon me to come "join us"
It's all infectious in air, it's glorious 
But it's whispers in the air, not for us

Then I stop, take a look around
Realize I barely touch the ground
I think I'm caught up in the dalliance 
And I don't even know how to dance

Oh oh oh
Oh oh woah
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy
Oh Oh Oh 
Oh oh woah 
I wanna feel like I can do this maybe
Something ahead of me
I'm heading for the screens
I wanna hear you scream
Like you give a damn
Something inside of me
Says this makes me complete 
Yeah I just wanna sing
I don't care 

Do you know why I drink?
Cause it's a money sink
And it's a waste dreams 
Some thing to do with these!
I make them in excess
Exorbitantly success-
Full of stuff you'll never see
And I don't care

Then I stop, take a look around
Realize I barely touch the ground
I think I'm caught up in the dalliance 
And I don't even know how to dance

Oh oh oh
Oh oh woah
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy
Oh Oh Oh 
Oh oh woah 
I wanna feel like I can do this maybe
Something ahead of me
I'm heading for the screens
I wanna hear you scream
Like you give a damn
Something inside of me
Says this makes me complete 
Yeah I just wanna sing
I don't care 

There's a million other girls trying to make it
Do I really have the guts to take it?
I feel like everyone here plays pretend 
And I'm waiting for that final curtain
There's a million other girls trying to make it
Do I really have the guts to take it?
All I know is I can attempt 
Maybe one day you'll see me like them

Oh oh oh
Oh oh woah
I'm tired of feeling like I'm fucking crazy
Oh Oh Oh 
Oh oh woah 
I wanna feel like I can do this maybe
Something ahead of me
I'm heading for the screens
I wanna hear you scream
Like you give a damn
Something inside of me
Says this makes me complete 
Yeah I just wanna sing
I don't care

Tomorrow, Gal

Cum In My Heart (official audio)

P.S. I Hate You - Boy Talks Trash

Jeffree Star - Eyelash Curlers & Butcher Knives | XD | NIGHTCORE ,*; '.

Hi I'm Dart I'm a scene kid who loves crunkcore and hates quality control. It's free to download my shit but it's funnier if you pirate it. I wanna see my bullshit on Limewire.

For Inquiries, email me at dart.darling@aol.com

Tomorrow, Gal

Xx-Dart-Darling-xX <3