Blindfolded only to hear blank words of crooked smiles. Crawling out of my skin to see a broken reflection of myself. Sacrifices at the altar. Pull the
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mourning their father's death While world it keeps turning One more day of pain has passed While he lies in the sand on his back Lookin' through the
, yeah, you're living in your zone Ooh, comes through on nights like this, yeah Yo, soon as the sun sets, nah, nah Soon as the earth's side reflects
the world bleeds green instead of read but class is in session now so all that stuff is dead I'm coming through with knowledge and wisdom to fill your
Seventeen shots up in your guts, truck blood drippin' Dead on arrival, leavin' my rivals lookin' up at the clouds The prodigal son, seein' demons an' devils Through the reflection
You want to love so bad But you bleed through every time. Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh, ooohhh You want to love so bad But you bleed every
and bleeding Through blurred vision I saw freshened lines Across the horizon I was out of my skull, I was torn, I was tired See no one No guest of my reflection
coffin The shit comes around so often So tell me something Before I take it out on the world, and get to dumpin' Nigga I been so through pain go through
, killers and haters surround me daily, no fears of death/ I hear the breaths of angels and demons fightin' over my soul/ Lord, just give me the path through
?®em blind Became modus operandi Battered, bleeding, bruised of heart - My self-esteem you tore apart Then spoke to me with forked tongue My game you threw and swore I'd won Reflections
coldness induces me Endless defilement reoccurring relapses, perverse with the dead Soon I will kill for myself Impending suffering, spasms Shooting through
'll hide from your reflection in a mirror No sanctuary, No f***ing hope Go! Now stand to your feet Out of your shadows and bleed to me We are the prodigal
of gold Not walking backwards anymore For Serena you know all Colors flood into patterns Churn and twist around, what matters Where's a love to believe, to bleed, to drink to? Through
that's borne from sorrow I never did write that love song The words just never seemed to flow Now sad in reflection Did I gaze through perfection And
Drag my hand behind you Like a chain behind a truck Sparks over your carpet While I chase you through the darkness Somebody's supposed to fall in love
