song 3/5 Painted World, Act 2

mix & master: @sensugang
produced by: @taylor

lyrics:

what's the string or what's the catch?
it feels like metal in my head but i'm still breathing
i'm wide awake, the walking dead
you ask me why i do those things and what's the reason
i feel the aching in my bone my skin is seething
might offer everything than take it just to teach you
might offer everything than take it just to breach you
the irony's a funny thing i'm tryna reach you
something lethal, something sick
take a shot and hope it sticks, cross your fingers
i'm booted up, give me a lift
i'm pulling strings, s*** got me geeked, the feeling lingers
you said i never had a voice but i'm still singing
but i'm still hittin' every note like i'm aaliyah
it's been a while, how you doin', nice to..
never knew you nice to meet you
my porcelain sword swings through the leeches
lions, bears, all sorts of creatures
holy water has the answers, but might not be what you're seeking
is it real or do you see it?
will you pinch me, am i dreaming?
it's for the light, and for the beacon
praise the sun and wash your face, give thanks for being

milicent quote: tell whoever put you up to this, that if i am to flower into something other than myself.. than i would rather rot into nothingness as i am.

guts quote: it was for my own sake that i did all that, it wasn't for you in particular..

outro lyrics:

in the day i give praise to the sun (yeah yeah)
everything i told you got me all undone (yeah yeah)
in the night ain't no restin' for the wicked or the meek
i'm so tired of the runnin' i got blood up on my cleats

porcelain (prod. taylor morgan)

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