Hated my own foresight
It's toxic, growing
Keeping up at night
Restoring
My own light
Cutting out that
Piece of you
Containing
My full eyes
I just know it's me
What's wrong with me
Filling up a blank screen with all my cheats
But I didn't cheat she came onto me
Clouded up my conscious and clipped my wings
But that's not what I mean
Filled up my spine just to die at eighteen
Double intervention it's
My turn to speak
I started this spree
Now it's ends with me
What's the point I'm bunching up your clothes
I'll never say that I hate it when you go
I just can't take it slow
It's just my home to build alone
And now, I see
All the stars and shining things trapped behind a dull screen
What's become of me
Short stem with high ping
Waking up with broken wings
What's become of me
Dying in a dull dream
What's become of me
Taping up my broken wings
It's because of me
Short stem and high ping
It's because of me
Waking up with broken wing
It's because of me
What's wrong with me
Filling up a blank screen with all my cheats
But I didn't cheat she came onto me
Clouded up my conscious and clipped my wings
Why can't you see
What's wrong with me
What's wrong with me
What's wrong with me
What's wrong with me
What's wrong with me
What's wrong with me
Why can't you see what's wrong with me