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MUSICCCCC!!!!!

just a place for me to dump lyrics for songs i like/ relate to, might provide commentary from time to time because WHY NOT!!! some lyrics have little codes asscociated with them, what these mean will be detailed in an info post, which i will link here once itis made. the way the note are arranged also means something, which i will share too !!!!!


Scar Tattoo - Alex g

I got a ringing in my head and I wish it would stop < tennitus gang :p 
I got too many people here tryna watch me get off      ^( unidentified guilt..)
You think you're pretty cause you're smart well look what you caught
Just an easy motherfucker wasting all that he's got (1)
You made the pretty little things and now you're gone  _________
I get sick in the basement when you're gone           <real     |
I start walking in the graveyards when you're gone    <also real|
I start to smile for the camera and now you're gone   <also real| (@sofie)
                                                      -----------
She carved your name in her chest it's a scar tattoo -    __________________
She wiped the blood of her dress, scar tattoo         |  | I miss a lot of  |
She stabs you in the back, it's a scar tattoo         |  | people, like too |
I wake up at night and I wish I was you (1)           |  | many, on a regul-|
You made the pretty little things and now you're gone  > | ar basis i'm th- |
I get sick in the basement when you're gone           |  | inking of anyone |
I start walking in the graveyards when you're gone    |  | good or bad      |
I start to smile for the camera and now you're gone  -    ------------------

You made the pretty little things and now you're gone < sometimes i feel guiltiy |
I get sick in the basement when you're gone           < for missing him          |
I start walking in the graveyards when you're gone
I start to smile for the camera and now you're gone
You made the pretty little things and now you're gone
I get sick in the basement when you're gone
I start walking in the graveyards when you're gone
I start to smile for the camera and now you're gone (1)             
If I didn't know the words whenever it came on                    



A conversation about identity - Atlas

Laying up at night
No concept of myself          [ i love atlas all of her music goes so hard..]
I'm lost inside my head                            [She's just like me fr]
You're lost inside, as well
                                 ___________________
I'm breathing in fresh air       | this section    |
On my grandparents' front porch < reminds me of my |
While you're laying in the grass | cousin, hanging |
Or you're staring at the floor   | out at my grand-|  (@sofie)
                                 | ma's is peak    | (sometimes)
And anxious like I am            -------------------
I'm panicking again                
'Cause I'm losing touch with all  < real ]
The people I call friends          

You're losing in a staring contest
With whatever's in your mirror
You are me and I am you            
But we're not one and I'm inferior

I'm three beers past five too many
I'm two bowls past too high
I'm one forehead kiss away
From falling asleep when I realize
                                      ____________
That my whole life is up in the air < goes hard   |
My heart is out on a tightrope     < goes hard    |
And my mind is so unaware         <   goes hard   |
That the safety net was cut a long time ago ------

So why should I remember
When good times come around
If the deafening silence of anxiety
Will drown out the prettiest sounds
                           
At the bottom of a riverbed 
My nightmares are coming on 
They feel like my favorite song
If I didn't know the words whenever it came on