shadow

(álbum: outsider - 2018)

Calling for the last time
Caught a glimpse of it shaping shifting eyes

[*gasping*]
I see them looking at me
From right outside of my window
I see the monsters that creep
They lurk when I'm sparking my indo
Holding the smoke till I choke
I won't breathe till it exit my airways
Coping by I'm hoping tomorrow is better
I dwell in the stairway
Fuck it, I just wanna drive
I love the feeling of feeling alive
Do you ever contemplate suicide?
Falling asleep on his shoulder while I
Cry in my pillow alone in my bed
Smother the sound of the voice in my head
Losing my voice so I speak with a pen
Writing agendas so I can pay rent
This is my life
This is not shit you can cut with a knife
No tension here but the stress is as thick as the buds I've been breaking and smoking all night
Why do I write all about me?
Why can't you see all the things that I see?
Am I alive, is my brain just pulling tricks on me?
Get out alive or just live in a dream
Sorry I suck, I'm full of shit, I do not give a fuck
I got disorders and folders inside of me, tucked
Undiagnosed but I know I am fucked
Up in my head, writing about it again and again
It's getting harder to write songs about flowers
When showers are cold and my phone's always dead

I think that I am fine
When I'm alone in my
Bed with my bong packed tight
My throat's been sore all night
Sip that water quick
Before you might get sick
Tacks and thorns will prick
My words will never stick

My words will never stick
My words will never stick
My words will never stick