Bloomtodea
Tell me, m'lady, how will you navigate an uncertain future without the masters of the shadows?
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I been tryin' to breathe
Stayin' up past five, grindin' my teeth
Uh, I made a couple of beats
Then the whole 'net started capturin' me
This shit so overwhelming
Mix self-expression with self-obsession
Hellbent, but that's somethin' I don't wanna tell them
Fightin' for my will like the ring is Elden, fuckin' hell, man
Take a breath before my ego pop
Play a set like I'm a handmade prop
Put the clay in my oven, a petrified sufferer
Restrain it, that's fear-based art
Tainted flesh, that's why the photos cropped
I'm possessed the way I play my part
Forming hatred like gatherin' trading cards
Spirit degrading, that's fear-based art
I don't know why I can't sleep
Lurk 'til the birds chirp, sigh, and repeat
I hit control, alt, delete
And yet I can't stop manufacturing heat
It's the rapture of the beast, you can't grasp it in the least
Buying acid off the deep web
Blasting off for cheap
It's all my fault baby, I'm just too smart
And for that, I think I need to tear my brain apart, uh
Take a breath before my ego pop
Play a set like I'm a handmade prop
Put the clay in my oven, a petrified sufferer
Restrain it, that's fear-based art
Tainted flesh, that's why the photos cropped
I'm possessed the way I play my part
Forming hatred like gatherin' trading cards
Spirit degrading, that's fear-based art
Shakin', now I let it out, but I'm fakin'
How could I be so mistaken?
The ways that I'm feelin' stuck
Shakin', the power in me awaken
How could I be so mistaken?
The ways that I'm feelin' stuck (Yeah)
I'm guarded, they don't got my back
In my outlet, chargin' up a heart attack
With my head on a swivel, it give me muscle cramps (Breaking)
And I better not shrivel up, I'm a fuckin' man
It's so divine to judge
I started walkin' down that path beyond the winter months
I started flyin' to L.A. 'cause I get jitterbug (Breaking)
It drove me crazy, now I'm certain I'm the chosen one (Yeah)
Take a breath before my ego pop
Play a set like I'm a handmade prop
Put the clay in my oven, a petrified sufferer
Restrain it, that's fear-based art
Tainted flesh, that's why the photos cropped
I'm possessed the way I play my part
Forming hatred like gatherin' trading cards (Ah)
My lungs are caving
Spent eight weeks tweaking in the basement
Found a problem in her statement
Do I trust her when she say she wanna get acquainted
He says he wanna be my best friend
But I can't hang around no yes men
Shovel fake love out the hole that I stepped in
No time, I already lost my adolescence
You think you're better than me?
But offline, you're nowhere to be seen
You think I'm lying that I'm lettin' you breathe?
Hangin' off your banister by my crooked teeth
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