Mindwipe

by Beckoner

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1.
Silent Apologies 01:52
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I'll keep you safe We need shelter from this rain So babe, what do ya say? I love you darling, why don't you stay? Silent apologies Our love isn't flawless We'll fuck in the rain Lyrically thundering It isn't safe to pilot Can't have my girl out there driving I'll keep you safe We need shelter from this rain We need shelter from this rain So babe, what do ya say?
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American Spirits 02:08
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I'm lighting my own cigarettes Ash in my eye, your silhouette You're gonna hate me for this I'm faded, I'm dropping in Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit American Spirit As I get this lit, it tastes like shit I'm lighting my own cigarettes Ash in my eye, your silhouette You're gonna hate me for this I'm faded, I'm dropping in Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit American Spirit As I get this lit, it tastes like shit Been chiefing with friends in my head Chilled me out, it's you I'm missing I feel your presence with every swig I feel your presence with every hit I'm lighting my own cigarettes Ash in my eye, your silhouette You're gonna hate me for this I'm faded, I'm dropping in Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit American Spirit As I get this lit, it tastes like shit I'm lighting my own cigarettes Ash in my eye, your silhouette You're gonna hate me for this I'm faded, I'm dropping in Chain smoking, as if I'll ever quit American Spirit As I get this lit, it tastes like shit
3.
Tell Me 02:24
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Hesitate, but don't wait for me Eat your cake til you hate to see I'm everything you want me to be I'm everybody you wanna see Tell me you hate me so I feel this pain It makes it real to me Yeah, babe Take my chains and set me free If I bounce out this AM will you still text me back? Got a session today or something like that If you need me to stay, don't hesitate Tell me you want me Tell me I'm your fantasy Too good to be real Tastes like candy Rotten teeth since you met me You'll never find me in anybody Tell me you hate me It makes it real to me Tell me you hate me so I feel this pain It makes it real to me Yeah, babe Take my chains and set me free Tell me you hate me Tell me you hate me
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Tripout 01:55
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Loophole Dream 02:19
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From the bottom of my heart and the tip of my tongue I can see this is not you want anymore, baby All of this time, hiding true faces Complacent Enter my ocean Being with me is better than being alone All our pics on your phone All our pics on your phone Call it quits and you're alone So we're never alone, hon Are you fucking with me? In a loophole dream, in between You're not who you're supposed to be From the bottom of my heart and the tip of my tongue I can see this is not you want anymore, baby There's a ghost in my bed Still friends in my head Still wondering if I'm dead, or am I just inconvenient? There's ghosts all around Gotta figure this out Holding photos where you used to be Empathetically empty There's a ghost in my bed Still friends in my head Still wondering if I'm dead, or am I just inconvenient? There's ghosts all around Gotta figure this out Holding photos where you used to be Empathetically empty
6.
Hella Vice 02:11
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Y'all are wack Talking smack Got Beckoner on the track I made it to Hell and I can't go back I'm smoking herbs I don't smoke medicine Lucky number seven in Heaven I ain't done talking shit Y'all are wack Talking smack Got Beckoner on the track I gave it to Hell and I can't go back I'm smoking herbs I don't smoke medicine Lucky number seven in Heaven I ain't done talking shit God is playing, I told you so Playing cards and you will always fold Hell of ice, it is I who's cold Papa Anthony holding onto my soul, he keep me bold Been beckoning myself to the light again Blowing up, I am a bolt of lightning Casting spells falling back to Hell Who the fuck you think you are What you trying to sell? Who the fuck you think you are What you trying to sell? Y'all are wack Talking smack Got Beckoner on the track I made it to Hell and I can't go back I'm smoking herbs I don't smoke medicine Lucky number seven in Heaven I ain't done talking shit Y'all are wack Talking smack Got Beckoner on the track I gave it to Hell and I can't go back I'm smoking herbs I don't smoke medicine Lucky number seven in Heaven I ain't done talking shit
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Hospital Blues 03:30
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Apocalyptic energies She got forty-five journals dedicated to me Jesus Christ save me, Yet you're on top of me, bleeding Lost my mind and gnashing teeth I'm reflecting, I'm absolutely deserving Jesus Christ save me Vampiric tendencies, not one apology I got them hospital blues This world is cyclical to you Got a hold on you, I can't die to you And it's pointless to try and escape It's all a dream anyway Like a universe, babe Like of unity Who are you to me? Who are you to me? Holding onto a dear memory Clouds my mind when you're leaving me Holding onto a dear memory Clouds my mind when you're leaving me Apocalyptic energies She got forty-five journals dedicated to me Jesus Christ save me Yet you're on top of me, bleeding Apocalyptic energies She got forty-five journals dedicated to me Jesus Christ save me Yet you're on top of me, bleeding Lost my mind and gnashing teeth I'm reflecting, I'm absolutely deserving Jesus Christ save me Vampiric tendencies, not one apology (I deserve this) Holding onto a dear memory Clouds my mind when you're leaving me (I deserve this) Holding onto a dear memory Clouds my mind when you're leaving me
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Off To Tampa 02:38
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I want to see you in the morning Last night was a blast, but left me wondering I'm over your lies, and I've blown my whole mind for the last time I want to see you in the morning Last night was a blast, but left me wondering I'm over your lies, and I've blown my whole mind for the last time Wearing perfume that reminds me of you Lost my cologne, I'm too savage and blue I'm happily handed the truth Wearing Chanel to keep me away from you (From you) Number five never smelled so damn good Truth is I'll never not miss you Where you running off to, baby boo? I'm about to pass your exit, I wanna come through I'm running off to Tampa, maybe Saint Pete I gotta follow up with my dreams Whether or not you're with me I'm running away to a safer place Come inside with me I want to see you in the morning Last night was a blast, but left me wondering (Left me wondering) I'm over your lies, and I've blown my whole mind for the last time I want to see you in the morning Last night was a blast, but left me wondering I'm over your lies, and I've blown my whole mind for the last time I want to see you in the morning Last night was a blast, but left me wondering I'm over your lies, and I've blown my whole mind for the last time

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released June 23, 2023

Music & Lyrics - Nick Madonna, Ian Westervelt, Erik Jones, Tyler Arce
Beats - Nick Madonna
Prod. - Nick Madonna, Tyler Arce, Le'Dominique Brown
Album Art - Mackenzie Lenora

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