thunderstorms inside my head
inside my head, there's nothing left
so pack your bags and break his heart
please be quiet while we reverse the car
driving on 3 hours sleep
the road lights singing songs to me
made a decision in the worst of moods
now we gotta play this out, we can't undo
drive on drive on
resist the thought of going home
my best friend is the window
my hands are cold, my lips are numb
i say i love you, i can't feel my tongue
walking slowly in the snow
is this exactly what you said we want?
don't tell dad that we're not at home
we left the house before he would know
that's the last time i get hurt you say
but i'm not sure if we escaped
there ain't nothing left here
and we ain't never coming back
and i fucking hate this fucking house
while you hate your fucking self
you made us all disappear
this is the worst pain you've felt
left you without any note
we left you sleeping alone
how does it feel to be left alone, with a hole inside your heart?
do you wish you could take it all back and go again from the start?
i hope the emptiness leaves you without a reason to live
enjoying the rest of your life with a bottle attached to your lips
JPEGMAFIA follows November's EP! with this aptly titled release that explores distrust, anguish, and mental health. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 12, 2021
Infusing his trademark style with trap, this London jazz drummer-turned-rapper and producer is playfully sharp-edged on his new single. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 6, 2019