LoF
Beat
AUDIO DEMO
*I may make this a full song... depends on how everyone likes it. I'm in a stump with writing, tbh.
[Verse 1] (:37)
Through the crack of the door I see an arm drop
You are back here for more, I feel my heart stop.
But every time I go around the middle man, I get these thoughts
That we are the fucking worst, cuz we keep on
Doing this, moving bricks, but ask me if I fucking care
It's useless to keep trying, but there's nothing there.
There's nothing to feel as I see the fingers lash out
And hit the floor with lifeless intent, it's a glass house.
Do I back out? Who the FUCK do I ask now?
I rap 'bout my feelings but EVERYONE seems to bash how
I scatter the images of the pictures and I see things
I'm dreaming of the dignity I have left to leave with.
The door creaks, and more dreams fill my aching head
But my sanity's expelled in this wave of dread.
But as I see the wrist droop, it's you who comes with it
The pain I whistle is in tune ... the blood trickles.