Crashbreaker
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I'm taking shots, they straight to the head Just having fun, I'm still making checks Know I'm not tough, that's not where I'm at I sit in my room, my pockets still fat They wanna talk, I tell 'em go back Go back to the past 'cause now they just pack Hitting me up like we cool, bitch, I'm not I told you someday, yeah, you finna get caught I'm taking shots, they straight to the head Just having fun, I'm still making checks Know I'm not tough, that's not where I'm at I sit in my room, my pockets still fat They wanna talk, I tell 'em go back Go back to the past 'cause now they just pack Hitting me up like we cool, bitch, I'm not I told you someday, yeah, you finna get caught I'm being me, yeah, you faking, I'm not Talking 'bout money, go show what you bought Can't buy respect, yeah, I'm taking your spot Keep making trash and keep taking your shot Can't have my heart, it's not free for no one I just stay true to myself 'cause I won Gotta stay moving, I stay on the run You just say blinded, you stare at the sun You just say blinded, you stare at the sun Can't have my heart, it's not free for no one I'm taking shots, they straight to the head Just having fun, I'm still making checks Know I'm not tough, that's not where I'm at I sit in my room, my pockets still fat They wanna talk, I tell 'em go back Go back to the past 'cause now they just pack Hitting me up like we cool, bitch, I'm not I told you someday, yeah, you finna get caught I'm taking shots, they straight to the head
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
I am looking around I am alone and confused But I can hear a sound I’m wondering if that’s the solitude We’re walking down the road We glimpse a shape It’s standing in the fog I hope it isn’t back, for my sake! Personality is undefined What I’m feeling, what I’m living; I don’t mind Who am I? I don’t know, maybe I’ve got a side that I’ve never shown Who am I? Neither God knows, could a kind of paranoia be my soul? You can take that, you can leave me without, anyway I can feel my pain You can burn that, you can destroy that, paranoia still in my veins My breath is getting short And eyes are turning dark Feeling like a weight on my shoulders Noises in my head, are bringing me down Demons fight in my soul Anxiety is what I want Spleen is not on issue I don’t want a cure, no I won’t get it Personality is undefined What I’m feeling, what I’m living; I don’t mind Who am I? I don’t know, maybe I’ve got a side that I’ve never shown Who am I? Neither God knows, could a kind of paranoia be my soul? You can take that, you can leave me without, anyway I can feel my pain You can burn that, you can destroy that, paranoia still in my veins
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
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I wrote down a few lines for it Though it was all so wrong I thought I’d be filled with sorrow But I’m glad It will be gone What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? Regrets, debts, and obituaries All that it could ever be No misty, lovely memories Lies told in a eulogy What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? What did I think that it was ever really going to be? Why do I think that it was all in my head? It will be gone Regrets, debts, and obituaries All that it could ever be No misty, lovely memories Lies told in a eulogy It’s an entry in a diary Another lie told in a eulogy I’m glad it’s gone
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 16, 2026