deepfake
(专辑: hypochondriac - 2022)
I
am using my imagination I
am using my imagination I
am using my imagination I
am using my imagination I
am using my imagination I
don't know how much more I
can take 'Cause I'm gonna need more than sunlight or getting in shape Weed makes me panic and Lexapro drives me insane Tell me, how do you do what you love when you're sick in the
brain? And you're two thousand miles away So why am I
stalking your Twitter and lying awake? I
show my true colors, you left and my life got so gray I
can't get over you, yet I
built up so much hate But despite all the
lies and projections, I
hope you're okay I'm not, I
don't want to escape I
pop and my ego deflates I'm staring me down, I'll surrender to sound Just to find out that I
was a
fake (I'm not, I
just want to escape I
pop and my ego deflates I'm staring me down, I—) 'Cause behind the
smile, I'm so pissed But I
won't be showing emotions No, I'm not even telling my close friends You can't fix me now, I'm too broken I
don't know why I'm withering this way Think I'm always making a
mistake I
close my eyes, just hoping my neck breaks Now I'm hardly coping, I
don't know how much more I
can take I'm lost, I
can't find an escape I
pop and my ego deflates While staring me down, I'll surrender to sound Just to find out that I
was a
fake I'm not, I
just want an escape I
pop and my ego deflates, it's Staring me down, I'll surrender to sound Just to find out that I
was a— A
fluke, I
got a
tab in my pocket It's what I
use to justify all the
fab I
prophet When I
produce a
beat, it's like making laced nootropics I
blow a
fuse, repeat it, eternal state, neurotics As I
was splitting my hair, it's all a
vanity fair I'll leave the
body I
wear And you can bring me to Hell Yeah, you could tell it was the
lie that you were the
one I'll play it out in my mind, what I
could've done And keep wondering if I'll write when my time is up I
can't help but picture my life ending in a
month And baby, you can try to love me, but I'm not fazed I'm straight flushed with poker on my face Then I
start to choke on my own weight Now I'm hardly coping, I
don't know how much more I
can take 'Cause my whole personality's fake And I
want someone else in my place That'd feel so much better, I'll settle for now An endeavor to die or create Don't feel me Die or create Ahh Settle for now Bloomtodeath Bloomtodeath Bloomtodeath Bloomtodeath, bloomtodeath Too excited about dying, and blooming, umm—