produced by: https://soundcloud.com/wisssery x https://soundcloud.com/yagoproduces
featuring: https://soundcloud.com/lessthanfriends

nothing special, but i try (feat. LessThanFriends) (prod. wisssery)

produced by killedmyself

completely non profit 

lyrics

stary nights without the complexes
walking bout the mountains tryna fill up all our pockets
with cigarette butts 
crave a nicotine buzz
wasnt on no bud
just dumb tryna prove my love
i was feeling quite a misfit
what a bitch

ur life is over just as its begun
she found the sun inside anothers arms
and to a brother that had sworn no harm
i think ill stay inside long until the weathers calm
she got a humble cause
tearing u in half
tryna mend ur heart
she wanna leave some scars
head
whats going on in ur head babe
eyes are feeling like an xray
honestly i think im too dazed
feeling like its been 2 days
caught up in all of my blue days
that is not worthy of news page
so how r u liking my new face
ripped the skin off of my mainframe
rolled it around in an ashtray
stapled it back onto my veins

its alright
its alright
its alright
its alright

stary nights without the complexes
walking bout the mountains tryna fill up all our pockets
with cigarette butts 
crave a nicotine buzz
wasnt on no bud
just dumb tryna prove my love
i was feeling quite a misfit
what a bitch

poetry from a diary i found buried by my headstone (killedmyself)

prod jolst x myself

run a man down in the 63s
window down aim for his chest 
window up we skrting away 
leave him dead rotten away 
we play like zombies open doors
ray gun charged let it 
mystery box is open 
we steal his shit go then 
run a man down in the 63s
window down aim for his chest 
window up we skrting away 
leave him dead rotten away 
we skrting round the back streets 
me and flowrs up and we bally'd
the toothpick browning bayonet 
run through your door and take it 

bitch u wanna talk shit i want u dead 
u should be careful i'll give u lead 
no one around u to give u the meds 
haha fuck u no one cares 
u tryna copy me 
my home furnished in tapestry 
yuh 
u wanna go w me 
ur just tryna copy meeeeee
yuh 
hook to the jaw ur gonna fall
ay ay 
im gonna stomp
yuh yuh 
ur gonna die 
ay yuh 
hop in the ride 
ay yuh 
steal ur girl 
ay yuh 
its ur fault 
ay yuh 
its ur fault 
ay yuh 

run a man down in the 63s
window down aim for his chest 
window up we skrting away 
leave him dead rotten away 
we play like zombies open doors
ray gun charged let it 
mystery box is open 
we steal his shit go then 
run a man down in the 63s
window down aim for his chest 
window up we skrting away 
leave him dead rotten away 
we skrting round the back streets 
me and flowrs up and we bally'd
the toothpick browning bayonet 
run through your door and take it

63s w/ jolst

https://linktr.ee/swainesworld
prod. eric godlow
NV

swaine x eric godlow: lost in the virtual

hate u ft. sendflowrs (sorrow bringer)

prod me<3

lyrics:

i do the best that i can
the rest that i had i sold
i'm only holding your hand
cuz you've the only hand to hold
another day in my skin
is fatal to most i know
i'm kinda used to being last
i'm used to being left alone

shed a tear for the ones that'll never see me prosper
fear this is as far i go
fear they've already seen all that i have to offer
here i am, i've made it known
try to face it
i can't
in the grave 
i will dance
alone

i do the best that i can
the rest that i had i sold
i'm only holding your hand
cuz you've the only hand to hold
another day in my skin
is fatal to most i know
i'm kinda used to being last
i'm used to being left alone

ashen

This world just doesn't feel right anymore.
Sometimes, everything just becomes too much. So I keep locking myself away in thoughts of better times.

This is Volume 4 of a series of nostalgic Synth-Pop songs with the distinctive sound of the 1990s, meant to send you back to a time when everything felt so much better.

Immerse yourself in lush analog synths, atmospheric and melancholic synthesizer sounds, and retro drum machines that paint a bittersweet story of memory, longing, and the search for hope.

Whether you're driving alone at night, working from home, or simply closing your eyes and drifting away — this music is your ticket to another time.
Perfect for late-night drives, creative moments, or simply letting go, drifting lost in thought.

If you like this Compilation, please check more from the Sentimental Panda on Youtube.

Back to You

WHAT THE DUCK

A rush of adrenaline and romance, this track captures the thrill of escaping into the unknown with the one you love. Bright, infectious, and unstoppable — it’s the soundtrack of a daring, forever kind of love.

Run with me

and I just cannot believe you're done with this,
I thought I meant a little more than a drunken kiss,
I been in my feelings since I was a kid,
got no money in my pocket but I still wanna live,

and I just cant let you leave, ill grab my gun,
I thought I meant a little more than some drunken fun,
ill run away from the cops into the sun,
baby ill be okay im used to smoke in my lungs

so ill just smoke on my own, im crying again, where are u?
im not okay unless im leaning on you
I don't know where you have been, but you're here now and im happy

im happy, 
for the first time in my life,
hop in my car then I drive,
oh no I don't 
a year ago wanted to choke,
I fucking hated my life,
scene getting dry,
you boys pretending to cry,
im fucking sick of these guys,
don't need a 9,
bitch I walk knife on my side,
do you guys still wanna die?
see through my eyes,
angry and im colourblind,
I don't like speaking my mind, 
people can talk,
think of me, I don't know why,
its paper plates till' I die,
don't smoke a pipe, blunt in my mouth while I fly,
these days im loving my life,
gray keep a scythe for those who willing to try,
I just keep taking their life

and I just cannot believe you're done with this,
I thought I meant a little more than a drunken kiss,
I been in my feelings since I was a kid,
got no money in my pocket but I still wanna live,

and I just cant let you leave, ill grab my gun,
I thought I meant a little more than some drunken fun,
ill run away from the cops into the sun,
baby ill be okay im used to smoke in my lungs

scythe (yunny goldz)

Lyrics: 
I can't really run from, what i've become so I'm just gonna crash and burn
drifted in lane too soon, haven't been you since June
I don't really care, I hope that you're aware 
don't leave me here in my ruin
baby left me too soon
flowers outside in bloom
~
I can't see how you say it
when every bone in my body is breaking
will you still confide me and stay right beside me
till my light goes dim
I love you forever
YOU FUCKINGWITHHIM?
~
Think how you press up to him
and it didn't even happen yet
I'm caught up in my mind and I'm dripping sweat
escalate my state of mind with medicine I think that I'm better than the rest, I'm still all neck up in my stress
tryna live my best life, hopein for the best right?
I said fuck that shit it's all bout action not the best night
hard to just commit myself, when I feel like a bitch for no apparent reason
hit the ceiling, I might quit your

Crash And Burn [prod. useless]

i'm stuck in the past but you don't have to be

@ninenineteencollective

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ashen

Yokai Dreams