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so I'm told I kill the mood, I only darken every room I'm in if you can face the facts, go ahead

Dive

I stay up real late tryna find someone to hate there's a black balloon I carry been a long way from okay

but I'm goin' down swinging Oh, I'm goin' down swinging

Down Swinging

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Holly Humberstone’s Work In Progress feels like a diary you weren’t supposed to read — pages filled with unfinished thoughts, half-healed wounds, and brutal honesty dressed in the softest melodies. It’s not polished. It’s not trying to be perfect. And that’s exactly what makes it so quietly devastating.