LYRICS: 

Your bankrupt smile
Faking it for years
Your pointless lies
I still fucking hear
You're gone
Without you I just lay here
You're gone

I know what I am
Sacrificial lamb
I know what I am
I know what I am

Swore this was the last time you would find me here
Now I'm right here

I KNOW WHAT I AM (prod. softscars)

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*mumbles* 
Not much to say (there’s nothing left to say)
I feel like I’ve been here before (I don’t know)
But lets skip assumptions (it’s all just a dream. I don’t even know)
Missing something’s missing (what is it?)
Losing visions (I don’t know)
Dark days I might catch a heart break 
But let’s get to suffering 

I’m holding on I’m holding on I’m holding on 
But I’ve been here before 
I said let’s get to suffering 
Been running from been running from myself so long 
Wish 2 give a fuck (yea)

I still look out the window 
My wrist wet like a puddle 
I never gave a fuck (not a little)
But I’m caught in the middle 
I’ll take the blame if I really have to 
I would trap if I had to 

I’m tired I’m sick of trying 

Don’t have answers for these questions except I don’t know 
Run it up can’t even look back no more 
On and on and on 

How I’m ‘posed to care
How I’m ‘posed to care
How I’m ‘posed to care
was you even there
All them times in the dark you just sat and stared 
Would you even care would you hold me down 
If I went to prison for the 4 pounds 
Couldn’t see the day couldn’t smell the air 
Sitting in my cell drowning in my tears 

All the years all the hope that I lost (it’s what I lost)
I just wish you were still around to floss 
Pay the cost it’s the price that I pay 
Lost my friends and my family to the grave 

Who I trust 
I don’t know 
No one really love me hurt my soul 
On the 4 still on the track (we on the 4)
They ain’t know I might not make it back (damn folk)
On the 4 still on the track (I’m still here)
They ain’t know I might not make it back (I might not)
On the 4 still on the track 
They ain’t know I might not make it back 

I still look out the window 
My wrist wet like a puddle 
I never gave a fuck (not a little)
But I’m caught in the middle 
I’ll take the blame if I really have to 
I would trap if I had to 

I would do whatever it took really  

Don’t have answers for these questions except I don’t know 
Run it up can’t even look back no more 
On and on and on

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