the dead speak - shes reaching for me
knees weak vision blurred i can't see
you shouldn't be in my waking sight
yet i feel the cold night air's bite
i'm not dreaming but i'm here in a nightmare
i've lost feeling but i'm scared beyond compare
your ghostly lips open up to speak
ephemeral form just lets out a shriek
whoa

leave
get out, get out, get out, go
get out, get out, get out, go
leave
value your soul while you can,
you've got nothing here to prove, man

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My very first mixtape, practically a newborn. Mixes are all over the place. Every production was made by me, each lyric written and sung by me. I hope at least one person enjoys this as much as I enjoyed making these songs ❤️

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