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Trap House Xmas
01:55
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Crashed my car into a lake.
To end my life, or a mistake?
Though I know there’s better days,
I will drown within this pain.
I can’t be alone.
I don’t want to watch you go.
Now you’ve found you can’t rewind,
Where’s the love you had for time?
We want to live, while drowning still.
Here’s the cure, another pill.
I can’t be alone.
I don’t want to watch you go.
I forget we’re both fucked up.
I forget that breeds distrust.
Nothing hurts when nothing matters.
But you matter, can’t you see?
I can’t help but miss you.
Loss has dampened me.
I can’t help but miss you.
Death will come for me,
And I am welcoming.
I am welcoming (x2)
Death will come for me, and I am welcoming.
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Dank Sinatra
02:29
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Am I exactly who you thought that I would be?
Or no?
Is this why sometimes I feel so damn alone.
And I know it gets harder with each day I regret I’ll never be anything.
Though this might be a sinking ship.
I know you can see I’m not over it.
These pills, I try to balance my brain,
I feel insane. I am insane.
Am I exactly who you thought that I would be?
Or no?
Is this why sometimes I feel so damn alone.
And I know it gets harder with each day I regret I’ll never be anything.
See me, I’m good at hiding my scars,
Facade will only get you so far.
Now you can see that I’m faking it.
Alone in this,
I’m over it.
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Grindmother
01:48
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That which comes together, commenced to fall apart.
You’ll always lose the battle when your anger wins the war.
Unpack all your demons, I am here to stay.
Hopeless, we are broken and our pain is all the same.
We are greater than the sum of our separate parts.
Wishing we would fall together, wishing things wouldn’t fall apart.
That which comes together, commenced to fall apart.
You wonder where this pain comes from while stepping on my heart.
The wounds we wear so openly have scarred our little hearts.
The time it takes to heal yourself, do you know where to start?
We are greater than the sum of our separate parts.
Pieces they will find their place, but puzzle it still falls apart.
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Pop Song 4-Evr
02:10
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This death is my slow burning choice.
That’s not the right vice to fill this void.
Everyday more of a shell.
This hollow body. Life is hell.
When every dreams a shallow grave,
How can I stay?
Persistence of calamity is breeding my insanity
How could we stand a chance when life had other plans for us?
This death is my slow burning choice.
That's not the right vice to fill this void.
When broken dreams won't actualize and I’m the one that I despise.
Self medicate with pesticides, if we can hide.
So insides rot before our minds, can you call this a life?
All I can do to hide.
I wanted to die.
Are you happy yet?
I can’t see further than my own feet,
and everything beneath, behind,
the past just serves to haunt my eyes.
When broken dreams won't actualize and I’m the one that I despise.
Self medicate with pesticides, if we can hide.
So insides rot before our minds, can you call this a life?
I wanted to die.
I am trying.
I will find you a better way.
Are you happy yet?
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Pity Party Oakland, California
emo pop-punk from Oakland, CA
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