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WHITE GLOVES
03:04
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it’s cold as ice
white gloves on, hold my breath
exhale into a steam
with every word you said
lungs fill up, burn my chest
til it washes over me
i think i might’ve found a way to forget
the world i wish i wasn’t living in, yea
just wait, cos i think that i’m addicted to you, oh
sticks and stones wont make me sober, i’m getting colder
my eyes are fading, i’m feeling jaded and i’m getting older
stole your ride and tried to end my life, i was your three-leaf clover
don’t leave now, i’ll hit the ground cos i need your shoulder
like i can’t breathe on my own
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2. |
PERMADEATH
03:22
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i watched a man die last night
shoveled pills but they couldn’t even keep him alive
and when i saw my reflection in those empty eyes
i bit my tongue
and he said
“boy, it seems i’ve finally reached my time
the gross unknown, the twisted blurry lines”
and i couldn’t help but stand there
stone and petrified
i wish i’d said goodbye
if i see your face again i think i'll fall apart
conflated, left in idle stress, you found your way in to my art
floating down the lake bed, tears piled in my arms
cos it all leads down to something less, we feel so small amongst the stars
if i die here wondering, "was i ever enough?"
deflated, lost the confidence to bottle it up
falling through the mattress, fear boils and erupts
no lifeline can save me drowning, i'm giving up
so i looked to myself
and asked “who the hell am i?
was the death of who i was a noble sacrifice?”
shoveled pills and then drank the liquid suicide
i’ll let fate carry me tonight
and he said
“boy, it seems i’ve finally reached my time
the gross unknown, the twisted blurry lines”
and i couldn’t help but stand there
stone and petrified
i wish i’d said goodbye
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3. |
80MPH
03:38
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set fire to my home
it's in my throat, in my nose
your eyes they burn in smoke
try to wash it out with soap
capsizing thru the floor
put your money where u swore
breaking down the front door
to prove i'm anything more
could i be more? (more)
so stop pulling me over
to tell me i could be something mor-
driving eighty thru the calm
feel the wind break on my palms
florescent signs, without cause
the world feels so fucking small
faster cars and faster falls
screaming louder than it all
thousand miles from the fault
but i'll always be one call away (i'll be with you through it all)
they say money can't buy happiness
but i've been loving it
post stupid edgy shit on twitter
til they finally put me on a drug for it
we feel alive by killing ourselves
by pedalling fast and booking hotels
by mystery pills, exploiting our wealth
girls and booze or whatever the hell
used to lay back and find shapes in the clouds
now this shit is shaping up what i am now
stopped giving a fuck about what it's about
as soon as i'm eighteen, i'm outta this house
so stop pulling me over
to tell me i could be something more
driving eighty thru the calm
feel the wind break on my palms
florescent signs, without cause
the world feels so fucking small
faster cars and faster falls
screaming louder than it all
thousand miles from the fault
but i'll always be one call away (i'll be with you through it all)
driving eighty thru the calm
feel the wind break on my palms
florescent signs, without cause
the world feels so fucking small
faster cars and faster falls
screaming louder than it all
thousand miles from the fault
but i'll always be one call away (i'll be with you through it all)
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4. |
GROWING PAINS
03:13
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eighteen
i sealed my fate on a daydream
stamp the letter, let it take me
somewhere far away from home
maybe i’ll be better then
or on the way i’ll wind up dead
yeah i don’t know (and i don’t really care)
if the stars could talk
what would they think of me
a boy who’s lost his body
tryna keep up with his mind
wasted all his luck
on things he didn’t need
and all the lies he’s spit out
with no white left on his tongue
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lazy eye, cold feet
i lose my foresight when you’re next to me
tongue-tied, cracked teeth
i think these feelings died when you fell for me
it goes from head to shoulder, knees and then to toes
i know it’s sad we’re older, we should let it go
it goes from head to shoulder, knees and then to toes
i know it’s sad we’re older, we should let it go
lazy eye, cold feet
grab a cup and take a seat
i lost my mind and then i turned seventeen
and since then you haven’t been the same to me
my ripped clothes look just fine
and you’d be happier with another guy
tongue-tied, cold sweat
i think these feelings died when you said
it goes from head to shoulder, knees and then to toes
i know it’s sad we’re older, we should let it go
it goes from head to shoulder, knees and then to toes
i know it’s sad we’re older, we should let it go
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6. |
F.O.M.O.
02:16
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remember that time i cracked the floorboard?
i’m so used to it being there
so why does it need repair?
took weeks for me to learn
i’m not naive i just don’t care
and there’s always something somewhere
i know that you know that i don’t know you know
that i know that you know that i don’t
and i know that you know that i do get F.O.M.O.
from places i don’t go from faces i don’t know
and i told you i would be home before you go
but i lost my control, i didn’t show
your body turned colder, i wept on your shoulder
i told you i loved her like you didn’t know
i think i misconstrued my own words
my mama tried to warn me this would only hurt
i've been tryna make change and i put in the work
but it only paid in change now it's my only worth
sex sells but i'm too fucking young for that
shoved my words back down my throat, i couldn't help but laugh
what's the difference between nice cars and heart attacks?
there's one you work for, the other rich people drive fast
and it's got me like
you give what you give
and you get get what you get
leave burns on my lips to ash out your cigarette
you can't live just to live
can we all just pretend
that the god you pray to doesn't want you dead
you give what you give
and you get what you get
leave church on sundays to become a new man
can't live just to live
can we all just pretend
that L***y wasn't family she was all in your head
i know that you know that i don’t know you know
that i know that you know that i don’t
and i know that you know that i do get F.O.M.O.
from places i don’t go from faces i don’t know
and i told you i would be home before you go
but i lost my control, i didn’t show
your body turned colder, i wept on your shoulder
i told you i loved her like you didn’t know
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7. |
PHANTOM
05:52
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heavensent
couldn’t find the right floor
didn’t even leave a dent
on the elevator doors
and no one could hear you on your freefall to hell
head hung low
SOS sweeped from the shore
you couldn’t even reach the god that you swore
guess reaching felt like a stretch
don’t know what it means to feel alive
til you watch a friend die
hand in hand with a ghost
now it doesn’t feel right
how am i supposed to feel now? (its just an empty room now)
never thought we’d make it past sixteen
we wanted to die
now you’re tryna hang on
i saw you scared for the first time
could you hold out a moment longer?
as the blood slowed to a crawl
if i’m being honest i felt nothing at all
my heart keeps beating but i still died with you
am i supposed to just go on
tell me to leave a message every time i call
and at the tone it feels like your heart beats one last time
don’t know what it means to feel alive
til you watch your friends die
hand in hand with a ghost
now it doesn’t feel right
am i supposed to feel now?
never thought we’d make it past sixteen
we wanted to die
but now you’re tryna hang on
i saw you scared for the first time
could you hold out a moment longer?
don’t know what it means to feel alive
til you watch your friends die
hand in hand with a ghost
now it doesn’t feel right
never thought we’d make it past sixteen
we wanted to die
but now you’re tryna hang on
i saw you scared for the first time
could you hold out a moment longer?
could you hold out?
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8. |
INCEL
03:37
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i met this internet boy: self-proclaimed loser incel
played a game or two together, now he’s asking for my cell
i was naive so i wrote it all out
with every digit that i inked i dug another foot down
said “Buddy, why don’t we get a little closer
i really like your style and i want to get to know ya”
started teaching me things that i knew i’d regret
and by the time he pulled the belt off i had fallen for it
ooo-ooh you’re such a fucking bitch
how do your mother and your father let you live like this
you say you love me, i’m half your fucking age
put a bullet to your brain before they put you in a cage
is this what you call love?
was i another pawn?
is this what you call love?
was i another pawn?
introduced me to your friends and they taught me how it worked
said i was pretty fucking lucky to have them as a mentor
you called our group an innocent café on the net
and you wanted us together til i drained your fucking dick
go home to a father that hates my guts
hop on my computer to a group of internet cucks
i shouldve left you sooner but i was young, dumb, in love
i shouldve told my mother but i didnt wanna break her heart
ooo-ooh you’re such a fucking bitch
how do your mother and your father let you live like this
you say you love me, i’m half your fucking age
put a bullet to your brain before i put you in a cage
is this what you call love?
was i another pawn?
is this what you call love?
was i another pawn?
you said you’d like me better if i acted like a girl
so i put a pretty dress on, started pitching my words
and every time i cried it fed your fantasy more
i was your dirty little slut, hope no one opens the door
now every time i look into the mirror i feel like shit
i can see you in my young eyes licking your lips
i hate the way i am but don’t want you to win
dysphoria convinced me i had it coming to this
(ooo-ooh it was coming to this!)
ooo-ooh you're such a fucking bitch
how do your mother and your father let you live like this
you say you love me, i’m half your fucking age
put a bullet to your brain before i put you in a cage
(crowd)
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
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9. |
BLACKENED HANDS
02:23
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you don’t have to stay, you know?
blew your last piece of film for show
painted light streaks in afterglow
i should’ve been more patient
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10. |
UNFEELING
03:57
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you know i lie to myself to keep awake at night
cos sleep is for pussies or maybe i’m just scared to dream about you again
i don’t know
i can’t stand how much it’s hurting me but fuck if i’ll let anything change
cook myself dinner then let it rot on the counter
the bugs need it more than me
if i can feed a million then why should i feed one?
i think we could’ve made it
but i’ve been so frustrated with
every second that passes by
it’s the little things that keep me alive
so, don’t blow it out of proportion
cos my words, they come in motion
i’ll get back to you with some time
just please stand by my side for a moment
what am i running from?
my legs start to crack like knuckles on a brick wall
and it’s so hard to stay afloat when the
tides keep trying to pull us under
maybe i’m too scared to be alone
i know that i only have a day to make things right
but i’m dead wrong in every way
so cut me off, avoid my name
i’m bleeding out, but that’s okay
that’s okay
another empty thought fills the clouded sky
as i sing the song of a thousand speckled lights
counting down the seconds til it’s too late
it’s the final hour before i hit the breaks
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