lyrics:

(verse)
I remember when you said that I’d be better off dead but you don’t a thing about me or whats inside of my head
I like to rot away with fungus growing all in my chest
while I lay on vintage furniture thats torn into shreds 

(chorus)
say it to my face I promise it’s okay
are you the voice inside my head giving me the time of day 
and I think your pretty nice I’m not afraid either way
so when you entire in my mind I hope you have a nice stay

(verse)
tear my skin down to the bone 
i know you hate when your alone
fix you face fix your tone
in my brain the bullets will flow

(chorus)
say it to my face I promise it’s okay
are you the voice inside my head giving me the time of day 
and I think your pretty nice I’m not afraid either way
so when you entire in my mind I hope you have a nice stay

rot away w/ porchlight (prod. sickboi)

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MY ALBUM “The Man Who Fell From Space” IS ON THE WAY 
fully written and produced by me

rot away w/ porchlight (prod. sickboi)

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