Toxic melancholy, the opposite of godly
Holy moly, I'm slowly molding into coal and concrete
Ironic because I'll probably never reach the concrete
Dear Lord, do you copy? The evil spirits have got me
Levitating in a place where all they do is just watch me
Probably plan to off me, which is making me smile softly
Cause I'd be spending the rest of my life trapped in a dream
That was serene, but dull, like my reality
But God, I'd never ask to be lunar
I only shine bright to the losers
I wish you could've told me sooner
I would've thought to be a much better chooser
I see the ones who care as intruders
I'd just be better off secluded
It's just me, myself and all my delusions
Riding on this merry go round of life, all day and night
Gazing at the stars as they all align, oh what a sight
Forming constellations, oh what is this? It's triple six
This could mean three angels or Satan's signature
Is this just another menacing plot of his?
I bet it is, he left me here with his prophet bitch
Sexy exterior, inside's the opposite
More deceiving than the streets during apocalypse
But God, I'd never ask to be lunar
I only shine bright to the losers
I wish you could've told me sooner
I would've thought to be a much better chooser
I see the ones who care as intruders
I'd just be better off secluded
It's just me, myself and all my delusions
I'm no longer Heaven sent, the Devil wins
F*ck this testament, I'ma shred this shit
For the Hell of it, for death I wish
My mental's bent, no medicine
Could cure this sedative embedded inside my skeleton
All of my wishes are granted, now I'm so devilish
Man I guess this is exactly what being stellar meant
Paid at the toll with my soul and got a membership
No regret in this, cause lowkey, I expected it
But God, I'd never ask to be lunar
I only shine bright to the losers
I wish you could've told me sooner
I would've thought to be a much better chooser
I see the ones who care as intruders
I'd just be better off secluded
It's just me, myself and all my delusions