Spotify Top 15 (Oct ‘24- Oct ‘25)

A cento poem. I compiled my top 15 artists from the last year on Spotify and picked one of my favorite songs from each. Using those songs, I made this cento. The songs used:

“Like You Ain’t Even Gone” by Florida Georgia Line, “Villain Arc” by Daddyphatsnaps ft. Delta Deez, “BOILED PEANUTS” by Doechii, “FALL AS ONE” by Oricadia ft. Novatroop, “Low” by SZA, “Dance Now” by JID ft. Kenny Mason, “HOLY WATER” by McGwire ft. LongestSoloEver, “Link With Me” by DizzyEight ft. PE$O PETE, “Maybe Man” by AJR, “Natural” by Imagine Dragons, “My Name” by Rustage ft. Issa Corva, “TEAM YELL” by Cam Steady ft. Ty Wild, “squabble up” by Kendrick Lamar, “Hiding in the Dark” by FabvL ft. Andrea Storm Kaden, “i see london i see france” by bbno$


Midnight callin' me looking for evil deeds

I'm a dying sunflower leaving a trail of blood pouring on the leaves

Say I'mma terrorist, the lowest of the lowest

But I only been here 'cause I'm trying to chase that light

Every time hell’s arrived, it’s heaven sent

Peace for two or three minutes, then you're a natural

Nothing to regret if every choice you make is easy, breezy, beautiful, erratic

Wish you'd bask in hate

Bullet going straight through hooligans

Rather be the hunter than some lunatic

When I cock this, I turn gossip to a bomb threat

You're just an insect bugging, spray pesticides

Reincarnated, I was never really living

Self destructing, deconstruct your body

Shoot at the ground, dance on their graves

Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, life taken from your eyes

The flame burned out with a rush


Liberation


Semi-auto


Politics


Down


Take


Pandemonium


Violence


Heinous


Cutthroat


R.I.P.


Cryin'


Misery


Unthinkable


Incineration


Answer


God, I could really use your trust in my ways

Deep inside me, bare it all 

I signed away my life to pop both pills

Borderline addict got me stoned

How ironic, I'm the one you understand

This for my people that scatter-minded, manic 

You were born in a land of sin

All of your choices have a consequence or cost

The night is left with their scars

Rise out of the sins of home

Lean not towards the edge

Your good days are the love creator

I'm begging we make up and smile

Count our sins, I'm sure we can build something with it

Will heaven see the places I've been?

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