Tekst:
After Midnight Project Words

All the words that I never said to you They keep running through this troubled head of mine I sit and drown myself in my selfishness I'll get my dying

dig and dig until I feel alive Slay me and make me Desecrate me I'll let you take me All the way You'll be my last mistake My love Your words are razorblades

These pills are the medicine That we use to hide behind when we're awake Money is everything, we blanket ourselves under the greed Fancy cars, elastic

section From point A to point B flippin ki after ki And then watch the cops watch me I see em lookin dead in my face From a third-floor window in a project