1. |
Zorn
01:37
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so it begins
with my feelings
im all alone
downing the gin
i miss my friend
it never ends
he was the man
fuck my cravings
a hazy night
im on the floor
was hittin dabs
i want some more
she want some more
got none to give
“you piece of shit”
guess im a whore
digital realization of analog feelings
im tryna break through my ceilings
not tryna fuck with your feelings
it means nothing
it means nothing at all
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2. |
Death of a Dream
02:03
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never looked out of your window
but im trying to see
all the thing that make your heart beat
whats been in front of me
i can taste the death of a dream
that remembers me
passion is naive it seems
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3. |
Paprika
01:52
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i've got my anger
your world is happy and mundane
you've got your anger
you live a lie, you're all the same
i fear no anger
i fear no pain
bitch i've got my anger
no more lies
no more reasons left to hide
you're asleep on standby
watching all these people die
you've got your anger
i know your anger
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4. |
Feelings Aside
02:06
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4:40 in the morning
and im walking to your door
high on mxe
my demons melting to the floor
overwhelmed i found you
knocking, coming with the truth
then i tell you that i love you
and i know you love me too
4:40 in the morning
walking to your door
high on mxe
demons melting to the floor
4:40 in the morning
knocking on your door
won't you tell me that you love me
baby please i know you're bored
i was never smart
can't make digestible art
don't have a heart
i'm alone
every night i fall apart
dripping in scars
embarrassed of my mental state
cause i'm unbound with the hate
you can tell me that you love me
but i'll know that it's fake
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5. |
Public School Boy
01:47
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public school boy
askin for a hug
homophobe in the halls
locker room he got the chub
he wants to be a thug
he's doin baby drugs
his daddy shows no love
yeah he's thinkin he's the plug
public school boy
bowin to the king
he wants to fuckin rap
but he's too afraid to sing
he bought his girl a ring
he's thinkin she's the thing
but at night she's blowin up his buddies phones like ding
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6. |
Arie$
01:57
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unbound why you tripping, i just don’t know why”
when you say you fuckin love me but i've never seen you try
i've got 1% support feeling like jill stein
bitch id rather be poor
than live a god damn lie
yeah you slave over your music
it's still trash compared to mine
you say that you love this shit
but you don’t know why
catch you looking at my girl
choke you with a hair tie
i could fuckin sing this out
but i just don’t see why
just because its simple
doesn’t mean its fuckin bad
i'm not over-saturated complex trash you wish you had
i could sing a bach motet
but that “aint cool man, shit aint rad”
you don’t know a thing about me
and honestly i'm glad
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7. |
Pressure
02:12
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wrong place, wrong time
i've got so much in my mind
wanna tell you that i love you
but the stars just won’t align
the pressure of your lips against my heart on my sleeve
take a moment, close my eyes
feelin like its all i need
want you here in my life
i want you with me tonight
forget it all, flick the lights
get close make you feel all right
a forest full of dreams
fluid skies bind the seams
that separates us from the fear
sorrow, hatred, and greed
i know you don’t feel right
i know just you wanna fight
but look me in the eyes, girl
you know it just feels right
you know it just feels right
can't find the right things to say to you
i just love you
i just need you
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8. |
Anything Else
01:31
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i wanna see you cry so we know that were not alone
it can be just be me and you
no one else would have to know
i know that you’re afraid
feels like you have to lie
this is partially projection
cause i feel can so alone inside
don’t wanna care if i impress you
even though i guess i do
im reaching out to you
with nothing but the truth
i'm just trying to be happy,
maybe bring some joy to you
often feel like i never do
i'm writing from the heart
i cry to all my shit alone
then pick it all apart
i'm being myself
wish i was anything else
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9. |
Nothing But Normal
01:53
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to put things straight
you know i loved you
couldn't find myself
i know i hurt you
i’ve tried to hold on
but like sand
it flows right through the cracks of my hands
the child in me cries
he’s tired of the lies
the child in me cries
were both afraid to die
was it ever really there?
was it all just a lie?
i know i’m nothing but normal
but you all knew that inside
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10. |
Rose Colored Glasses
01:34
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silver blonde hair
laugh without care
your hands so small
heart filled with despair
i just can’t cope
sullen warm spring nights
a lament for hope
some further insight
crooked front tooth
yeah i miss you
rose colored glasses
i wish you knew
walk by your window
in my head
chasing nothing
our love is dead
or so i think
i couldn’t know
wont eat won’t drink
i better go
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11. |
Talk2much
02:01
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i can’t keep myself on hold
always been more than about a girl
if you’ve ever shown me love
i wish you fortune within your world
and knowledge in your dreams
wish i could give you just what you need
i know at a glance it seems that i am nothing
but let me dream
just let me dream
i know it seems
i am nothing
but let me dream
i just wanna spread some heart
yeah don’t wanna talk too much
so many beautiful people
that you just can’t trust
i'm not worried bout my name
i'm just praying for the rain
in my dreams to fade away
i just wish we were the same
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12. |
Mozart Notes
02:03
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young van gogh with the flow though
pastel synth in the blunt smoke
mozart notes through my throat
yeah, fuckin with the wolves
steady losing all hope
see me walking through the night
feelin all alone
tryna make things right,
in my head, cause its dark,
can’t speak, so i write
searching for some peace,
always reaching for the light
i know what i look like
dumb, trash,
and i can’t do right
middle school, studded belt,
couldn't put up a fight
skinny pants didn’t help
called faggot on sight
head down to the ground
used to hate daylight
found myself,
everything in sight
i am nothing but a face
but life seems so bright
i am just another soul,
maybe not your type
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13. |
Love Letters
02:06
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teenage love letters
man what a spark
we were fourteen
that shit was dark
i played my part
the best i could
i wasn’t shit
and i wasn’t good
i know that its weird to tell the world i miss you
but they don’t know me, no not you like do
i know you still do
you know what we had
i know you still do
you showed me what love is
and when that fell apart
the child in me went and ripped away his heart
i had to go
we disappeared
i didn’t know
how to handle the fear,
manipulation, and aggravation
dishonesty, lack of jubilation.
we were just kids
and i forgive myself
and i forgive you too
i wonder how you felt
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14. |
To You
01:48
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i don’t see shadows in my room,
cause i'm not a fucking bitch
i don’t care about your thoughts
nearly bout to fucking quit
i don’t need to say shit
got nothing left to lose
want you here with me tonight
i've been feelin nothing new
i've been feelin nothing new, girl
been feeling nothing new
i want stars to come crash down
so i can be with you, just us, unbound
can’t be your pretty girl
can’t bring myself to lie
done way too much shit
that i just can’t hide
i just can’t hide
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15. |
Flick the Lights
02:34
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i need to feel alive
been feeling dead inside
don't have a thing to lose
i've got nothing to hide
can't stop feeling remote
just don't care to emote
guess this is nothing new
i hate that i need you
not thinking bout love
my skins under the rug
i hate thinking of you
can't help it, it's the truth
things changed when i flicked the lights on
i'm not sorry now i know ive been gone
ive got aggression
im not perfect
fuck your depression
you’re not worth it
im not worth it
you think its harsh
set yourself free
i create that spark
just want your heart
don’t care if its bad
your shallow personality
is just a fad
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