
Space Junk
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SadieJade·5:00

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Space Junk
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Creator: SadieJadeRelease Date: March 11, 2025
Lyrics
this one took it out of me to write.
Staying on top, its ah teeter totter hot pot tate tah game you eever wurf free damns or not, one is not enough, one is like whatevs, and none is just death,
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So you just write and write and write and write forget the time your friends your mum your dad your sister brothers cousins aunties uncles pets, the light outside your window nah there's nothing in the world except your pen and you, the only thing that matters now is magic written down in ink so red from pens so sharp they split the seams of the spacetime continue imm limp wristed numb from hunching over bloodshot sweating cold but nah can't stop creation fever got me burning, learning more and more and writing ever more and only storing in my mind what helps me glide over a page and red cursive, thats a lie too i use a keyboard, i write these on Pee See, No red pen for me, i just type and write in 8 point times new roman, wait no nah I don't it's 8 point Calibree, Subversive, ay? This some kind of confessional page, can't put this on quantum queen that album's done, you gonna save this one for the second Al bum? Lmao, queen you said bum, Immersion breaking third grade humor ain't gone save you from the cringe you feelin' queen you feel that junk yet? The space junk? Word resources in your storage unit Meowsie brain one every time you use it, english language using up like waters in oasis lakes and rivers ebb and flow from deep to shallow sallow creeping up like fear infallable see saydee queen you ain't invincible you just have impressive arsenals, until the armaments are starved of ammunition and munitions turn to fluffy little kittens with no teeth because you write so much theres only so much words to think of and unless your just a jeenyus one day your gonna run out...
Space Junk Meow Space Junk, It'll keep us on this planet and keep this cold bitch grounded, Space Junk is gonna bury me under weight of all the things I say as words I say become just words I've said and things that were once fresh become kleeshay and over bled, another song where you just copy renn nah this a cry for help, I don't want to run myself into the ground
I want to write a masterpiece but when the canvas is all used in other colours,
Deja Vu Bloodmagic and I'm sure some others too,
Oh god it's happening already all the words I've used a milly times my voe kab u lerry limited to what my mouth is privvy diction dictionary saint thesaurus sock rah tease please save me I don't wanna be irrelevant and overused like Elizabeth to Sue like chewing gum ten minutes after used all chewed up and flavorless the scent of it, gone, flower freshly watered wilting willful tearful taking out my passion for creation I will die before I leave this station space and junk be damned I take my oxygen and breathe and let the charred corruption jump and crunch and come in chunks this creeping junk just piling up I'm in too deep I can't just stop oh god no please don't let me drown I won't just stop or go without I need this now Mee yaow became Ess Jay a virus in her brain she loves this place she can't run out of words to say or clever phrase is to her it's all the world the fear of being lost in here is lingering around her soul, can't say tears cuz tears was used in deja vu there ya go look there's ya proof the junk is coming and its coming down for you...
burning, learning more and more and writing ever more and only storing in my mind what helps me glide over a page...
Space Junk Meow Space Junk, It'll keep us on this planet and keep this ol' bitch grounded, Space Junk is gonna bury me under weight of all the things I say as words I say become just words I've said and things that were once fresh become kleeshay and over bled, ahhhhhh
Space junk wants to keep me down
Space junk wants me ground, did
Forever til I think of something new discover something new to say
I don't want to run my rezevwah into the ground or burn my words out I want to scream until my lungs collapse and they have to give me about, fifty milli jeez of anti anxieties psychotics for my toxins sedation for my nervous system heart beating boiling blood I'm overthinking and I can't stop blinking I'm just writing writing writing writing...
Space Junk, Meow, Space Junk
Staying on top, its ah teeter totter hot pot tate tah game you eever wurf free damns or not, one is not enough, one is like whatevs, and none is just death,
---
So you just write and write and write and write forget the time your friends your mum your dad your sister brothers cousins aunties uncles pets, the light outside your window nah there's nothing in the world except your pen and you, the only thing that matters now is magic written down in ink so red from pens so sharp they split the seams of the spacetime continue imm limp wristed numb from hunching over bloodshot sweating cold but nah can't stop creation fever got me burning, learning more and more and writing ever more and only storing in my mind what helps me glide over a page and red cursive, thats a lie too i use a keyboard, i write these on Pee See, No red pen for me, i just type and write in 8 point times new roman, wait no nah I don't it's 8 point Calibree, Subversive, ay? This some kind of confessional page, can't put this on quantum queen that album's done, you gonna save this one for the second Al bum? Lmao, queen you said bum, Immersion breaking third grade humor ain't gone save you from the cringe you feelin' queen you feel that junk yet? The space junk? Word resources in your storage unit Meowsie brain one every time you use it, english language using up like waters in oasis lakes and rivers ebb and flow from deep to shallow sallow creeping up like fear infallable see saydee queen you ain't invincible you just have impressive arsenals, until the armaments are starved of ammunition and munitions turn to fluffy little kittens with no teeth because you write so much theres only so much words to think of and unless your just a jeenyus one day your gonna run out...
Space Junk Meow Space Junk, It'll keep us on this planet and keep this cold bitch grounded, Space Junk is gonna bury me under weight of all the things I say as words I say become just words I've said and things that were once fresh become kleeshay and over bled, another song where you just copy renn nah this a cry for help, I don't want to run myself into the ground
I want to write a masterpiece but when the canvas is all used in other colours,
Deja Vu Bloodmagic and I'm sure some others too,
Oh god it's happening already all the words I've used a milly times my voe kab u lerry limited to what my mouth is privvy diction dictionary saint thesaurus sock rah tease please save me I don't wanna be irrelevant and overused like Elizabeth to Sue like chewing gum ten minutes after used all chewed up and flavorless the scent of it, gone, flower freshly watered wilting willful tearful taking out my passion for creation I will die before I leave this station space and junk be damned I take my oxygen and breathe and let the charred corruption jump and crunch and come in chunks this creeping junk just piling up I'm in too deep I can't just stop oh god no please don't let me drown I won't just stop or go without I need this now Mee yaow became Ess Jay a virus in her brain she loves this place she can't run out of words to say or clever phrase is to her it's all the world the fear of being lost in here is lingering around her soul, can't say tears cuz tears was used in deja vu there ya go look there's ya proof the junk is coming and its coming down for you...
burning, learning more and more and writing ever more and only storing in my mind what helps me glide over a page...
Space Junk Meow Space Junk, It'll keep us on this planet and keep this ol' bitch grounded, Space Junk is gonna bury me under weight of all the things I say as words I say become just words I've said and things that were once fresh become kleeshay and over bled, ahhhhhh
Space junk wants to keep me down
Space junk wants me ground, did
Forever til I think of something new discover something new to say
I don't want to run my rezevwah into the ground or burn my words out I want to scream until my lungs collapse and they have to give me about, fifty milli jeez of anti anxieties psychotics for my toxins sedation for my nervous system heart beating boiling blood I'm overthinking and I can't stop blinking I'm just writing writing writing writing...
Space Junk, Meow, Space Junk
