My SNS is My Therapist

by Vyce & Vyrtue

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1.
FXXK YOU TOO 03:14
You wanna tell me how it is like, like, like to be you I swear that nothing is ever right, right, right with you Why's everything 'bout me gotta be a fight, fight, fight for you? I don't worry 'bout you, so don't worry 'bout me Fuck me? Yeah, fuck you too Ain't sorry that you hate my style I knew for a while Been tryna overwrite what you read on my file Rewrite my bio Replace the title Reinstate your power Say it's 'cause I'm your child I'll never grow up, you say? I'll never grow old enough to go away? It ain't my fault I'm your permanent phase You can't grow out of me anyway [HOOK] I'm learning how to live my life, life, life the way I want to I'm doing what I wanna do, even if it's out of the blue Living like it's the first time I've been through All my shit without you I don't think I need you Yeah, I don't think I need you You think my world is black and white, white, white, and you Believe the lies that they all write, write, write for you To read it up, and eat it up, and sell it back into the blue Don't worry 'bout them, they don't worry 'bout you Say fuck 'em, they say fuck you too They say don't bite the hand that feeds you, they can take it all away They don't ever mention that they were feeding you bull anyway Bullied into assimilation, I wish you'd see through the simulation Liberation's all I want and that's all I can say on that [HOOK] Yeah, I don't think I need you I'm sorry that you wanted me to Boo hoo, you want me to listen to you But I'm sorry, no can do Yeah, I don't really think it's fine That you think you are right 'Bout how I choose to live my own life Yeah, I don't really think it's fine That you think you are right I ain't sorry that you ain't worth my time I'm learning how to live my life, life, life the way I want to I'm doing what I wanna do, even if it's out of the blue Living like it's the first time I've been through All my shit without you I know I don't need you Yeah, I may not be so right, right, right 'bout how I want to Do what I always wanna do, but I gotta try to be true In living my life the way I always wanted to Even if I'm without you I can't say I need you now You wanna tell me how it is like, like, like to be you I don't worry 'bout you, so don't worry 'bout me Fuck me? Yeah, fuck you too
2.
Got em bottles, got dat juice We got every day to party Better untie that old noose Decorated walls with pictures Of my bullies from my past Rip up smiles to my face As they laughed at my dumbass Got em bops to top this lineup DJ say we gon get loose Jaw be droppin at their falls Life is good when I'm amused They can't dance around their doom Betcha they won't even last While I'm singing hallelujah I'm used to this sorta crap [HOOK] It's all going down And I'm partying in my own hell I'm drunk on the sound I'm partying in my own hell Dancing all alone in my cell Screaming from the bottom of my well Help, I'm having too much fun Party in hell for one Party in hell for one Flashing green, I'm smoking up deez screens I see nothing but my highs and lows What the fuck was in between? All that chatter and blabber About the jokes that did not land They could keep making fun of me I'm not here to understand No, fuck all their plans Don't wanna invitation Don't wanna visitation I'm busy illustrating The perfect party nation My favourite music station Has got me elevating I'm done with being patient Now I'mma be complacent Chips and traumas be the best kind of party snack I've been thriving in my hell, y'all can go cry in the back [HOOK] I'm partying in my own hell And I ain't gonna come out of my shell To help you with your problems You're the one who caused 'em Go party by yourself in your hell 'Cause I got no more reception on my cell You got friends, go call 'em You're no longer my problem I'm going down And I'm partying in my own hell I'm choking on the sound I'm partying in my own hell Dancing all alone in my cell Screaming from the bottom of my well Help, I'm having too much fun Party in hell for one Party in hell for one
3.
stolen. 03:53
I don't think that I'm good enough And I don't think that I'll be good enough I don't, I don't think that I am good enough And I don't think that I'll ever be good enough Give up The critics in my brain are rough Say I spend too much valuable time on my own stuff They found no value in the work where I've found love Guess love means nothing when they think I ain't good enough That hasn't stopped me from creating 'cause I look above The lines that hold me back like bars, solid chains and cuffs Form my own diamonds under the pressure of acting tough Even though I know the rest of the world sees that it's all a bluff But... so what? They say focus on pursuing happiness, but I'm busy making me happy Make it rain like I was born to be a champion, but I ain't trying to live it up fancy Get fans preaching my name in their sacrament, but I don't need fame that badly Ask if I'm even trying to be their advocate, I said no, thank you, you can't have me I've been writing all my moments, never once thought I was chosen Nothing I wrote would be golden, but at least I was outspoken All my poems 'bout the broken, what was frozen, and the ocean My craft ain't perfect, but at least it can't be stolen I don't think that I'm good enough And I don't think that I'll be good enough I don't, I don't think that I am good enough And I don't think that I'll ever be good enough Give up on the suggestions on trying to better I don't think I'll ever take 'em honestly Never did I ever say I will be better than you I don't care enough to be better than you I'm enough for me I'm enough for me I'm enough for me I'm enough for me I know this makes me childish Trying to separate myself from the rest I wanna express that I'm the best But the truth is I'm an absolute mess What's good enough doesn't cover my chest I'm exposed without a bullet vest They shoot me with the definition, question what is my ambition Read the forms of my admission, do I match all of their conditions? Can I beat the competition while following all of their traditions? If I can't fill in this position, I'll never earn their permission But why should I be good enough when the feeling's unrequited? If I hid my talents now, they wouldn't realize that I was frightened By the expectable expecting expectations already decided Expectancy shapes the mind, the script's made to be expedited They circle the good enough, but the X on me's highlighted Not good enough to want originals, but they got copies copyrighted Fine, let em define it, one day, I'll rewrite it Everything they used to know will be wrong, and best believe, I'm excited I don't think that I'm good enough And I don't think that I'll be good enough I don't, I don't think that I am good enough And I don't think that I'll ever be good enough Give up on the suggestions on trying to better I don't think I'll ever take 'em honestly Never did I ever say I will be better than you I don't care enough to be better than you I'm enough for me Please, give up on the hope that I'mma be better than me God please, stop telling me that one day I'mma be better than me While teasing me that there is somebody already out there Always gonna be better than me I get it, everybody's better than me But I don't needa get better than me 'Cause I'm enough for me I'm enough for me 'Cause I'm enough for me I'm enough for me I'm enough for me I'm enough for me I'm enough for me I'm enough for me
4.
April's Fool 02:54
Hello, my name is, uh.. What did you call me, hm? Labels confuse me, but you knew what to label me Ah, 'cause I am April's fool? Another one of your tools? Whatever helps you to feel better 'bout it Being cool and shit I'm different, so you hate me Whatever helps you, baby Each day you turn me into a joke I'm damned if you laugh yourself into a stroke I'm broke, but you're broken Records on repeat, your lines: stolen You twin with your ID, you a Dolan? Oh, you ain't trending, semicolon I hate myself too, but I ain't picking between red or blue I'm bending backwards just to dodge my bullets Don't need a flame thrower to burn my post-its Gotta @ me? Add that hashtag So I got one more comment to brag I'm like put it in this bag I'm so full, you gotta drag me [HOOK] Fuck, why can't I just laugh When they all already have? I'm baffled by the cackles The jokes tear my mind in half You say it's funny But I don't even know you like that What's the score on the board? 0, 0, 0, done "But it's just one day And we don't really mean it anyway I didn't know you hate being shamed But hey, it's just a prank Laugh for the views, not for the fame It's not like you were maimed You're acting like a shit-stain I'm not to blame you don't think the same I'm sorry you're fucking lame" I hate myself too, but I ain't picking from an eye or a tooth I'm just trying to piece my own shit together Don't need you to jumble my shit to be better Gotta call me? Know my name first Maybe then you can have me at my worst 'Til then, you can fill this purse with whatever curse Then tell me, did you satisfy your thirst? Then tell me, did you satisfy your thirst? HA! [HOOK] I hate this, I fucking hate this God, I fucking hate this That's why I'm on the wrong list I hate this, I hate this, I fucking, hahahahaha I ain't joking, bitch I hate myself too But I'm laughing at you fools Call me whatever you want I'm dancing to my own tunes You say I'm way too blue But you got no fucking clue That I'm the biggest tag Makin' everybody mad I'm so sorry you can't have your moment Put your complaints in my bag You can't hold it? Drag me Why don't you just laugh? I mean, I already have I'm baffled by your lack of jokes that can't blow my mind in half You say you're funny But I don't even know you like that What's the score on the board? 0, 0, 0, 1? No, 0, 0, 0, done
5.
CYBERMURDER 03:25
You were itching for the show, digging deep for their bone Clawing out all their marrow, scrawling out the right tone You say that you're sorry, I know you ain't sorry Don't pretend that you're sorry, we all know you ain't sorry The price you paid to mourn for who you murdered Are empty apologies, you hate how you hurt her? How could you act like you don't know the hate you arboured? So good with words, but you dumbing like an amateur You avert your eyes to your problem Hoping a 1-minute eulogy will help solve them Excuse you, but you did no one a solid Tryna bury your hatchet with the rest of the fallen You say you can't believe this happened, you won't do it again Just to turn around and say some shit bout stabbing another friend Or fool, or enemy, all strangers, all the same, so long as they don't have your face You'll kill 'em while you play 'bout how you can still change Um, but that's not how it works I don't think you know how the fuck words work Can't say you ever knew for sure Are you tryna flip your l-l-lore? Delete so they don't find m-m-more? Did that post fix your score? Are you sore from smashing F to pay respects for- [HOOK] Losing your scapegoat L-l-l-losing your scapegoat Your scapegoat, your scapegoat, your scapegoat Did you lose your scapegoat? Bruising found below the rope Fumes inside the lungs eloped Oozing red are all your notes But nothing worse than that, you hope Look, another body drowned so that you could float And you'll still find another one to make your boat You'll beg: "Don't sue for the suicide, but si for the cyanide, And I bless the eyes desensitized from a taken life." Yeah, you'll say you can't believe this happened, you won't do it again Just to turn around and say some shit bout stabbing another friend Or fool, or enemy, all strangers, all the same, so long as nobody changed You'll always remain this way Um, but that's not how it works I don't think you know how the fuck sorries work I bet you never knew for sure Are you tryna flip your l-l-lore? Saying sorry 'til you hit your score? Did that work, or are you torn That maybe no one cares bout how you feel for- [HOOK] You spent your life typing that she is ugly, she's a hoe She's so dirty, she's disgusting, keysmash her down 'til she's low Kill herself or disappear, so long's she's dead, you're good to go You think that you know it all, but you don't, but you don't Feel a thing, feel anything, you are numb, you feel nothing You are nothing, you want something, you'll do anything to be something, You want power and control, you are huffing, you are puffing You're a child without a conscious You're the child scolded for losing The scapegoat, the scapegoat, the scapegoat The scapegoat, the scapegoat Your scapegoat is their fucking scapegoat They were itching for your show, so you digged for her bone Clawing out all her marrow just to set the right tone You say that you're sorry, but they won't let you be sorry I won't even let you be sorry, 'cause we know you ain't really sorry Yeah, we know, we all know...
6.
[HOOK] I'm so out, I'm breaking down So, can you please forgive me If I want you to love me Because I got nothing left In me to say I love myself Can you forgive me If I just cannot love me See how red has been the colour of my world for the longest time Painted bright, I'm overwhelmed by every kind of sign The cost of action is priced a high kind of fine You're damn right, it ain't an indication that all is fine Why is love the same tint as the anger rising I hate everything as much as I hate that I am lying Passion's fruit is seedy, but I find her tantalizing Addicted to her taste, but anger breeds a flavour more exciting How could a world so vibrant be underwhelming When one shade of it's enough to get my fucking mind melting The veins in my brain are swelling The thoughts be hot like blood, that's what I've been smelling Expelling it all over your sheets I bleed words that I can't take back, can't unwrite the deed The seed plants itself deep, and another thought feeds A leech absorbs your lifestream, The energy in me is tainted by the red I'm angry And I Don't know why I keep on clawing at myself I cannot find A single reason why To say the least, it was worth it [HOOK] Can you please forgive me I want you to love me Can you please forgive me I just cannot love me For getting angry I got friends who cannot hear me I got family who loves their child but cannot see me I got fellow workers acting nice, gossip behind me I got customers straight lying to my face as they're smiling I got enemies without a face typing what they'll please I got comments from some men who tried to erase my stories I got armies after me with demands for my body I got threats for nothing, but I needa say I'm sorry For getting angry for the people that are not me I got angry for the people whose skin speaks too loudly I got angry for the people whose heart loves too proudly I got angry for the people whose mind is too cloudy I got angry for the people whose fighting for their dreams And for the people whose earth is dying, hear them all scream I got angry for the people whose willing to do something I got angry for the people who see I'm still doing nothing I'm bluffing And I Realize Why I keep clawing at myself I cannot find A single reason why To say the least, I am worth it [HOOK] I'm told that I gotta be happy for love Happy, happy for love, but is it really enough When happiness is not synonymous with being okay, feeling alright, and doing just fine Fine, fine, give me my lie, lie, line And I'll do my time some day, karma will just get my ass For the weather I bring into your shelter The rain of my flame from my rage is all you see when I enter But the gesture isn't clever, people look down on my terror They say get better not for my sake, but they can't afford my resignation letter And I still want love for my character, all sides of me are all beggars For your acceptance for my resentment, I want you to love me for being no better Yeah, I'm no better, but I wanna be better, I wanna be better [HOOK] I'm so out from breaking down I'm asking you to love me Because I can't forgive me Yeah, I got nothing left In me to say I love myself Can you forgive me For saying I don't love me Can you please forgive me I still want you to love me Can you please forgive me I just cannot love me For me

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Vyce & Vyrtue released their second full mixtape, "My SNS is My Therapist," on April 6th, 2020. Having used social networking sites (SNS) as a coping mechanism for the overwhelming feelings of their every day, they realized those 140-character-limit posts into experiences listeners may then experience. This mixtape is a mixture of emotions tightly knotted and the reactions due to those same emotions.

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released April 6, 2021

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Hey. Call me "Vyce" for short; call her "Vyrtue" when you need her. I am a miscellaneous mess of ideas / concepts / perceptions / me. I also write songs. So. There's that.

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