prod: @webgore

blood in my nose
baby i'm enough
low intensity and the signs on my jeans
prayer for my B
I don't care about your means
my broken mind is sincerity
like a GTG

i close my eyes for all my fears
I don't want to risk
when they do my autopsy
will understand what's inside me

throw flowers on my body
they spoil in my grave
lights on my body
try to feel like me

I swear to you
I do not know more
I'm rotting in the corner of the floor
I screamed your name at the window
but in this city i'm alone

welcome to my blank space 
i'm living alone
welcome to my blank space 
cut my eyes with a razor

welcome to my blank space 
i'm living alone
welcome to my blank space 
cut my eyes with a razor

BLANK SPACE

Boo Gabs