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Johnny Sorrow's suicide Notes

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HMz Hella underrated. A step in the right direction for all the Hyperpop-adjacent stuff out there. Favorite track: feels like a Hug, just Whten you Do It....
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Tranquil self harm with a candle I'm on my knees Give my life to the beehive Feed the flower, I wanna overdose Four leaf clover, take care of me I dropped a cannonball on a new smile I'm drifting in the cleaning aisle Puppet Fingers put me in exile It'll be a little while I'm Camgirl, Pygmalion, your etheric layer Cut myself again, I made it spell out "Slayer" I sound real fucking good on paper and in practice, I'm the best one that you could ever be
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Trust me, this shit's real life And trust me, I keep a big knife on me In the forest with a rose in my hair Every time I roll the dice, I just pray that I'll get lucky I play with color curves and I'm playing with my life I'm eating garbage out of swan hands for the last time A pestilence wedged in my eye and in my mind Parasites in my room, I don't wanna say goodbye I keep a knife cherry kissed with blood Johnny Sorrow face, everyone's gun Yeah, I spin it all around I'm a fucking sad clown and I can't stop crying When you do it, feels just like a hug Kill me and wrap me in your rug I still hate my love but it feels like a hug every time I'm frowning, but I won't stop counting and I can't help drowning All things considered, I was never that good at life in the first place It's an odd, odd feeling It's a real odd feeling And when I do it all again for the third time, I still won't feel that bad about it I did it 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 on me Broken glass, 16 year old faker razor Pencil shavings and I'll make more of them Sterilize it and give me a hug It's pure thigh confusion and dysphoria, and it's love and self-hatred It's blood
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I come from a place but I don't even know where it came from Collected together, it looks like something you'd love to play with I feel like it's Tetsuo I feel like it's chamber dreams of you Talking to boy bands and I'm asking "who?" Is this photo real? I'm talking to you Kerosene, camouflaged wedding rings In the back and I'm rolling off some ecstasy I just dropped a pill in my smoothie Midnight life I'm the martyr of the club scene Fuck it all, I'm going crazy I'd kill myself for you if you told me it'd rape me Cause our sex looks just like video art, it's oh so beautiful to me I feel like losing myself Off, off, off, off, off, off again I wanna kiss into the sea I wanna be your everything It feels like losing myself Off, off, off, off, off, off again Put my arteries on my sleeve I wanna feel everything Cammy cam I look like Dramamine There's something about me and it's hurting me Pick it up, come fuck my life Everything I know is right Baby, you're my favorite knife, so break another lullaby Baby, I can't even stand you I'm still dying alone I'm kissing candles Have some reverence for me Count your days and watch me bleed I'm yours for you to strangle, leave my corpse on your mantle
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DOOM 02:36
If the world ended tomorrow, I would never blow out my candlelight I would never ever bathe again I wanna wither away while you watch If my world ended tomorrow, I'd be camouflaged in the sunset I don't care about making a song I don't care about hating myself Cause I'm going fucking crazy just thinking about it and I'm really just hoping that you're okay I'm in a state I really don't wanna be in All I've ever fucking wanted is a new life I wanna be you but my back hurts I'll never ever be the same again I would be you but my back hurts I never knew how to live in the first place My thighs hurt My face burns cause I washed it with a bag of lace My statist guardian monolith helps the back pain Touch the pond Every day I do it again Kiss it like you don't care about myself
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Toronto 2 02:51
Take me to Toronto Leave me in a bottle One day I could be just like you I could be your pornstar, I could be your model Love me like I'm fucking brand new Meeting in the back with the chemist New lacerations I don't need a medic Huffing balloons like ha ha ha ha Put my lip underneath my mouth and leave it to rot Mother forge me Mother heal me Hiding sleeves underneath the real me Exposure mixed with kerosene The truth comes second in command and it's biting Living in a dream or a fractured art piece I can't even see clear I can't even fucking breathe I'm paralyzed again but it's miniscule Patchwork Dog and I'm swimming in a mana pool Can I do it? Can I live? I keep undercover knives in a wedding ring Flying out to Toronto on a bee sting When I killed myself, I felt like I had fucking wings
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She wants to take me down to the river bed I could never stop you My eyes, nose and mouth are busy seeing red I could never stop I'm too much of a cloud to laugh at because I'm a waste of time Dismembering my words with fake truths and beautiful lies, because you're the truest abstract; because you're my favorite knife You could spin around in a circle Who cares? I hope you know I'm awful and I hope it makes you scared And I'm living in an art piece and there's nothing even here And I'm fucked up beyond disbelief and it makes me real scared I'm peeping into all the boreholes on my skin I could never stop you Talking to herself I'm her pincushion I could never stop Hell How much am I even worth in the first place? God, it makes me feel like a bitch in the worst way But I can't even write a suicide note because there's too much to hurt about Ink blots, that's all it is Ink blots ruining ink blots' lives I just want another shot at my first time The hand of evermore and ever after makes me sublime and I really hate it I'll kill myself in three more days I could never stop you Transcendence into a white swan state I could never stop
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It's my shooting star I've got Rosanna scars Backseat of your car I like it when you go dark Kiss me out of spite, and under candlelight, and under blissful nights Still it all seems perfect to you But everything I know is falling into place once again I taste of chemicals and needles in my skin Beautiful pretend In the darkest corner, I'm still watching Face of cherry cannabis Bitch, get to talking Real fucking suicide, it made me nauseous I only wanna live on to see you blossom Fuck it You don't wanna see me for a while I'm putting on my dress pants just to look poetic and dumb Baby girl, I'm just having fun

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released January 8, 2021

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