emptiness.
prod. phansyphish

promise you'll wait at the gate
I can go now, you're finally safe
what I'm saying is not a mistake
from this point on, imma leave it to fate

I'm trying so hard to climb of the hole
a typical being that's drained of its soul
emotions are null, spend countless days 
being pulled by strings, I don't feel in control

yeah, my hands are a mess
kept biting my fingers and clutching my chest
I smile and laugh, but I'm always depressed
I'm just so tired of playing pretend

I'm so tired of playing pretend
tryna say I'm ok when I'm out with my friends

it's constant regression
you wrapped me up and then left me to spoil
can't move, can't see, can't breathe
this may be the way that I become food for the soil

subconsciously, making distractions
my soul is in question in spite of my actions
spirit is gone, been aimlessly wandering
shackled by all my attachments

til i'm skin n bones. [phansyphish]

the only reason i dont have a potent ego is because i dont think my own work is good , whats the point of getting mad at a worse version of already bad music

hey if you're a musician that doesn't like me that's okay cause i probably like you still

til i'm skin n bones. [phansyphish]

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