Lyrics
Hands reaching for the sky as I fall
I self harm and hide these tracks on my arms
Chinks in my armor my mama was raising me to be strong
A lost cause, the clouds crying for my brother in arms
No casket should ever be that small
Stalling a fate that was gone
Before you put a uniform on
Songs singing a hymn praising who had died for us all
Calls dropping, stop the static it's making is crawl
It makes me sick to my stomach that you're not here at all
It makes me sick to my stomach that you're not here at all
And now I'm comatose with a bloody nose stemming from an overdose
Knowing that she already chose
Cup runneth over from the times I skipped on holding you close
Choking in smoke, since you left me I've been burning our clothes
Because they hold too many memories
But I drown them out inside this Hennessy
It's clear to me that peace is a state of mind that I'll never see
It's bittersweet but I was never in doubt
That if you think you're good with me then you'll be better without
Now this home's got ghosts that you brought in here, get em' out
Now this home's got ghosts that you brought in here, get em' out
Look for the passion and find us the magic
It don't matter what you may say
If you understand us, don't try to command us
We're not kids nigga look at our face
Looking at trees, I'm feeling free
You do not see, what I might see
Wait Luccii did it
Hella specific I'm looking at my competition
King of the vibes I'm killing it
Nobody else be listening
We're the best in the city that's what keitu be telling me, sad boys forever
Anti everything, anti depressants
I feel nothing
Should feel guilty but I don't
I've been a troublesome troubled son on the run from the traumas I couldn't face
Mistakes that kept my head and mind hanging in shame
I shift the blame towards the sky but still the feeling won't fade
Dirt on my name, yet another man with nothing to gain, man
I look for ways I can physically feel the pain
I strain myself to think that's not okay but I can't
These scars on hands, reflect the kind of person I am
The ground that stand upon will have me drowning in sand
I understand that as a man you must live to your own accord
Of course these vivid faces that I see have been yours
Torched bridges that once made us both a saint at our core
Chasing ghosts just tryna get to where we have been before, but
The more we run the faster that door closes
And it closes cause I noticed it's not meant to be open at all
Stories as vivid as I, Tonya's are just another cycle of my childhood traumas
Anti everything, Anti everything
Anti depressants, Anti Depressants
I feel nothing, I feel nothing
Should feel guilty but I don't
Keitumetse Simelane
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