written,performed,produced, and mixed by ZPHINKTERR

IN THAT HOLE BITCH 
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IN THAT HOLE BITCH 

WALK INTO THAT BASEMENT I INTEND TO SHINE MY FACE UP/
MAYBE ILL REENTER 2012 THATS WHEN WAKE UP /
NEVER PEER DIRECTLY IN THE MIRROR
THATS WHY I BREAKS HUH /
LIVING THIS DELOUSIN ID BE SIRE ITLL REMAKE YA /
TORTURED BY THESE WALLS THERE AINT NO WAY IM BREAKIN KAYFABE /
I BEEN STUCK IN CYCLES FOR WHATS CREEPIN UP ON 8 DAYS /
NIGGAS DO WHATEVER JUST SAVE FACE /
BITCH ILL BUILD A CHURCH FOR MR SPRING AND BURN IT UP IN TYE SAME DAY /

SHINING EFFORTLESS 
MEMBER THEY WOULD CALL ME CRAZY WHEN QUESTIONED IT 
THAT ILL NEVER GET 
BITCH IM LIVING HOW I WANT YOU TRY TO  PRESSURE IT 
WHY IM LIVING IN THE MOMENT GOTTA TREASURE IT 
ON THAT HEAVY SHIT 
THE YEINLL HOLD ON TO THAT GRUDE IM ON SOME LETTY SHIT 
FUCK GETTING BETTER SHIT 
[PART 2]
STICKIN TO THE PLAN IM IN MY ROOM IM FUCKING ROTTIN
FOCUS ON MY ART CAUSE WHEN YOU DIE YOULL BE FORGOTTEN 
NOTHING FUCKING MATTERS AND IT NEVER REALLY HAS 
NIGGAS LOVE TO DISMISS WHEN THE SEE THE FUCKING MASK 
OR THEY SEE THAT IMA FAG
WITH YA FRAGILE MASCULINITY 
 IDENTITY 
APPROACH WITH HOSTILITY
JUST BECAUSE IM BLACK I SHOULD ACT
THIS A WAY  
JUST BECAUSE IM BLACK I SHOULD ACT THISA-THISA 
YEA 
I STILL WAKE UP MAD FOR THE  LAST COUPLE DAYS 
WOKE UP IN A TRAP WITH A MASK ON MY FACE 
TWEAKING OF THE PACK THATS A FACT SMOKE A 8th 
MR VANTABLACK BITCH , SEASON IS MY NAME 
 
[chorus]
I HAD NO CONTROL 
GOT NOWHERE TO RUN 
STUCK UP IN A HOLE 


RUN MUHFUCKER BLADE DOWN YA NECK 
BOOM MUHFUCKER PUT A GUN TO YA HEAD 
SCREAM MUHFUCKER DONT FEEL SEE RED 
A BLUE GRIM REAPER SEE EM COME TO COLLECT 









 
TIL INFINITY 
TIL ETERNITY 
GOT NO EMPATHY 
PLEASE THE ENTITY 
WHATS THIS ENERGY
MY IDENTITY 
FEEL IT CRUMBLING 
CEMENT CELL CRAVING MEANING TIL THE FUMES GIVE 
THRERES A HELL WATCHED UP JUMP RIGHT OFF A BLUE CLIFF 
I KEEP HEARING EM PROJECT CAUSE WAS THEY PHASE 
I KEEP HEARING THEM PROJECTIBG JUST TO SAVE FACE 
BEEN STUCK IN CYCLES FOR WHATS CREEPIN UP ON 8 days
I GET SICK OF LOOPIN HEAD SPINNIN LIKE A BEYBLADE 







smith T

eCCLesiophobia

nostalgia musics during this existential crisis