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FXXK YOU TOO
03:14
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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
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2. |
Party in Hell For One
03:23
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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
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3. |
stolen.
03:53
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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
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4. |
April's Fool
02:54
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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
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CYBERMURDER
03:25
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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...
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6. |
iwantyoutogiveafuck.
05:42
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[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
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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