Same old shit
Pray my days don't end
Claim my lane, won't split
Trade my name for a fix
System froze, old dents
Pretend my goals all sensed
Write my soul into abyss
Till time expose light, forget
How to feel
How to live without a hint of luck
Thinking now I just don't give a f*ck
Every hour, think of giving up
Left the drugs at home, I'm feeling numb
Always something, keep me in a slump
Trust nothing, love a bitter rush
Dust settle in, it's still a front
Clutch metal, only trigger once
Artificial heart, a slave regardless
Dear departed, walling all my problems
Take them to the grave, acknowledged with a bottle
Nothing left to say could possibly resolve them
Walking model of what not to be
Seeking solace, all I got achieved
Leaving all this shit for 23, if only options don't consist of finding peace
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Same old shit
Pray my days don't end
Claim my lane, won't split
Trade my name for a fix
System froze, old dents
Pretend my goals all sensed
Write my soul into abyss
Till time expose light, forget
How to feel
How to live without a hint of luck
Thinking now I just don't give a f*ck
Every hour, think of giving up
Left the drugs at home, I'm feeling numb
Always something, keep me in a slump
Trust nothing, love a bitter rush
Dust settle in, it's still a front
Clutch metal, only trigger once
Artificial heart, a slave regardless
Dear departed, walling all my problems
Take them to the grave, acknowledged with a bottle
Nothing left to say could possibly resolve them
Walking model of what not to be
Seeking solace, all I got achieved
Leaving all this shit for 23, if only options don't consist of finding peace
Pray my days don't end
Claim my lane, won't split
Trade my name for a fix
System froze, old dents
Pretend my goals all sensed
Write my soul into abyss
Till time expose light, forget
How to feel
How to live without a hint of luck
Thinking now I just don't give a f*ck
Every hour, think of giving up
Left the drugs at home, I'm feeling numb
Always something, keep me in a slump
Trust nothing, love a bitter rush
Dust settle in, it's still a front
Clutch metal, only trigger once
Artificial heart, a slave regardless
Dear departed, walling all my problems
Take them to the grave, acknowledged with a bottle
Nothing left to say could possibly resolve them
Walking model of what not to be
Seeking solace, all I got achieved
Leaving all this shit for 23, if only options don't consist of finding peace
Writer: Shacorion Scott
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