1. |
lady luck / son of stone
07:07
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i don't
mean
to scare you
baby
it's just
a sorta
feeling
lately
got no
friends
my money's
spent
and i spend all my time
in my fucking
bed
i don't
intend
to be so
dramatic though
i feel
strange
telling you
about how i feel
maybe
it's my
masculinity
a complex
that makes me
feel
so iffy
i don't
know
how to be
sad
i blame my
friends
i blame my
dad
one thing
i can be sure of
is a smile
i don't feel i've earned one
like you
i know these bitches despise you
they sweat
phew
tryna keep up a side view
but they don't need to
these bitches don't know nothing
these bitches is you
do all i can
and if you cry, hit my line
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2. |
bianca-audrey
02:05
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sickness bitch
why i'm so icy
dead body
rock hard
now floppy
a skeleton
Balenciaga
velcro tops
a copy
a fabrication
pics of the graveyard
talkin bout nuts
bove a victorian
strapped kicks
with the white dress
you looked so pretty
you said you look dead
don't mean to bore ya
but my aspect picking
eats away at my skin
self parasitic
i need to vent these bugs and sins
double dutchin my lacerations
i ripped all my peaces
try to glue it all together
safe to say i'm under the weather
drippin nose, six feet
don't get too close
unless you want to
aha, who knows?
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3. |
rosales' wire
05:26
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3 hits to the chest
5 in the morning i wake up
7 o’clock i write this
then back to your house to pick you up
still thinkin bout my dream
suited man took my life i think
three shots in my body
no pain just the weight and i woke up in a cold sweat
i fuck things up
and i’m so proud of you
so willing to put up with
problems i collapse onto you
way too much luck
and i fear the way without you
i’m so fucking stupid
say you love me when i collapse onto you
where my mind went?
hate to say i’m scarred
but state of my health now
is then in the state of my arms
way back, two years ago
before the feelings were rotten
the thought “i hate myself”
rang true like mission bells, so often
caught up with this awful
immolating feeling
soft scars in my mind
that left taught reelings in my body
now
i hear the sound
of cracked bones
and i wish i could love myself
like you do to me and sing to me so softly
and hold me like a child
when i’ve lost sight of whats so obvious
that i need that love
internally
i feel i’ve been losing skin eternally
reaching through sinew to nerves to bone
to organs to blood to proteins to the hole
and within to infinity where i
lose and lose and lose and lose
i want to reach the bottom
but i’ll never feel the ground on my shoes
i’ll never feel the gravel, the dirt
never be the visions of a place beyond the hurt
where i can move, and regrow
like a phoenix of dirt
where blood can be reformed from its sadness
and one can lurch
from the bottom like a swamp beast
with new love in the heart and skin of a zombie
escape the hypocrisy of the previous life
and into the truth that was always right
where i am hated and i love the night
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