I talk like I'm not fucking sick. I hide feelings when I struggle with My mind even when it comes to this. Next album's dope. Last album's shit. I said that last year and the year before. I say it now and I'll heed it more. Without a weight, I can't reach the floor. I float aimless in the ether's course. The long distance is closed off. I'm lost now in my own box. I latch on my friend's tinder matches. In a pack of wolves, I'm a lone fox. I'm casual when I don't talk, But all emotions provoke thought So if I open up, then I won't stop. You'll be pushed away by my soul's rot. I wear the stench like it's perfume, But only when I'm in blurred view. I deodorize when I serve you, Only denying the cursed truth. I wonder what would a bird do If suddenly it was the worm's food? Would it fight back when it should lose? Would it take flight as it's first move Or would it accept fate and play dead, Stay still and face death? With it's beak held high toward the grim reaper, Wait patiently for the pain's end? So, where do I fit in? Everybody watching me has been an eye witness To me being the bird, the worm is my image. Since I'm hidden, there never was any time given. Provided I stay alive long enough to coincide With the ones I know I'll ride or die with So never will time slip My mind while I'm trying to survive. I will fight to the end of the line. Laid flat at the ER. The screen's beeping and my life's spent. Until then, I'm in flight on the high end Of consciousness where it shines red. I'm blinded by the brightness. Still I recognize all that brings me down. Chains were pulling me by the wrists 'til now. I don't want to be here. Nevermind what I'd think before. Pull me down. Let me sink some more. Give me structure. I can't take being this insecure. Oh - I can see that you're the farthest you've been from Home - I can hold you down so you won't be lost no more. My mind's a poker table I count my chips. I'm discombobulated. It sounds like this. Oh - I can see that you're the farthest you've been from Home - I can hold you down so you won't be lost no More. I talk like I'm not fucking sick. I hide feelings when I struggle with My mind even when it comes to this. Next album's dope. Last album's shit. I said that last year and the year before. I say it now and I'll heed it more. Without a weight, I can't reach the floor. I float aimless in the ether's course. Oh - I can see that you're the farthest you've been from Home - I can hold you down so you won't be lost no more.

Time is faceless. Rhymes are wasted On baseless conversations. Why are clocks racing When not a soul will be patient? I think maybe I'm mistaken For someone riding waves. No. While I'm made to Play these silent games You see my mind is faint. Sounds erased. Words out of place. Once I thought I might escape. I've falsified a blind elation. Don't tell me that I'm OK. I must say my reputation Replicates a modern basis Of misunderstood hatred.

I’ve woken up in a new place. I can’t stop dreaming ‘bout you, babe. I’m growing numb to all the pain. I’ll build my camp in this hellscape. I’ve woken up in a new place. I can’t stop dreaming ‘bout you, babe. I’m growing numb to all the pain. I’ll build my camp in this hellscape. I’ve woken up in a new place. I can’t dreaming ‘bout you, babe. I’m growing numb to all the pain. I’ll build my camp in this hellscape. Indoors, still in the rain. This glowing, lavender ocean. Left here out in the open. My body’s stripped of its motion. Motivation for art has grown thin. Made a few good beats, but they’re soulless. What can I do to make you forget My surrounding preconceived notions? People say that Bourbon’s a potion For exact the situation I’m going Through the lens of sobriety, all I see is self destruction. I can’t bring myself to trust it. Nothing left. I’m hopeless. I’ve woken up in a new place. I can’t stop dreaming ‘bout you, babe. I’m growing numb to all the pain. I’ll build my camp in this hellscape. I’ve woken up in a new place. I can’t stop dreaming ‘bout you, babe. I’m growing numb to all the pain. I’ll build my camp in this hellscape. I’ve woken up in a new place. This glowing lavender ocean Careening out of control. Speeding out of the road. I am in this place all alone. I can’t stop dreaming ‘bout you, babe. Your memory is a blurred haze. At the end of a tunnel, I see the image. I wish I could seize it, but it’s an illusion. Nonexistent. I’m growing numb to all the pain. All my skin’s removed, but I’m okay. My muscles are weak and my bones are frail. My body falls apart before it disappears. I’ll build my camp in this hellscape. I can’t land in this hellscape. There’s no solid ground in this hellscape. There is no way out of this hellscape.

You've got the same green flannel that you wear every day. Oh, we're happy, so happy. Why do we feel this way? I burned my arm on the corner of the stove And I'll eat my scrambled eggs in the afternoon alone. We've embodied our mother's fears And we won't let them out. We have fallen onto the tracks, yeah, And our train comes now. You don't get out of bed you will never learn, no. We're soaked in gasoline and can't decide when to burn! I'll see you tonight on your old blue bed With cancer in your neck and violence in your head. It'll be cold tonight. Maybe we'll see our breath And maybe our flaming egos will both freeze to death. We've embodied our mother's fears And we won't let them out. We have fallen onto the tracks, yeah, And our train comes now. You don't get out of bed. You will never learn, no. We're soaked in gasoline and can't decide when to-

I’m abandoning all humanity. Fuck my sanity. Fuck your vanity. I’ve given up my caring. I speak outlandish. A new language of me seizing. I’m making it my new brand. Whenever you hear it, you’ll think of me. Right now, I’ma flip The world on the side of it’s axis. Didn’t want to touch the switch, But I lost it when all this happened. I figured to feel is destructive But only to me, so I busted Open the keys to the dungeon Where I keep the side of me that’s unhinged. Now I feel prone to do dumb shit. I walk and they all see repulsion. I’m leaving a trail of destruction. I’ll stop any process that functions. I only exist in the ether. The earth is disposable land to me. Never have I felt so real. To be an animal was always the answer. I’ll swim in the quantum foam Like a dip in a lazy river. I’m infernal on my own. Losing feelings has made me bigger. A stronger man now that I’ve dropped Everything that would make me wither. Temptation all around, But no angel could take me with her. The demon in me’s awake. I was reeling in the mistakes, Now I’m feeling free from the pain. Not even missing the grace Of the people wishing I’d stay In a peaceful, impudent state. I was weak, now this is innate. This is me. I intimidate. I’m abandoning all humanity. Fuck my sanity. Fuck your vanity. I’ve given up my caring. I speak outlandish. A new language of me seizing. I’m making it my new brand. Whenever you hear it, you’ll think of me. I’m losing my grip on what reality is. Didn’t know I was capable of such vanta black magic as this. I’m both above and below Everyone. While I act in vogue, All of that is retractable, Then I’m lost in what that invokes. I’m rushing, approaching the sub Like it’s something considered achievable. Better that I break the realm of possibility Than wonder if my life is feasible. People’s egos are feeble. I’ll break their pegs down now and Again and again and again And again and again and again. Tell them they’re living a fantasy, Thinking they’ll land in the canopy. Rain forests can eat a man Till it fattens and looks like a manatee. People must think like they’re animals If to survive in the wilderness. Truth is, we never were different. We hunt our own kind in our villages. We’re just like pelican spiders. We’re only a step back from cannibals. We kill ourselves. Why not start eating? The planet feels us as a cancer growth. I’m changing to give myself closure. I’ve become what I’ve known I’ve always been!

You better keep me locked up. I’m an animal. Be cautious. Better contain me so I can’t move With a chain and ball around my ankles. Jingle jangle. I can’t contain the anger So I decided to drop the mentality of a stranger, Adopt the ways of a strangler. Better keep me away from anyone Who doesn’t know how dangerous it is to play with this. Welcome to real life Where only those who don’t feel survive. Keep in mind that the mirror lies. Human beings can’t be divine. We’re nothing but a theatre for the eager eyes Of the hungry people who’ve accepted the beast’s desires We resign for peace of mind. You better keep me locked up. I’m an animal. Be cautious. Better contain me so I can’t move With a chain and ball around my ankles. Never has any word that’s been said to me made sense to me Since everything ahead of me has been for me to shred with ease. It provides me with immediate relief to be So hedonistic, a demon would fear to be seated near me. I clearly hear my vices talking. Years of their enticing brought me here. I programmed myself to believe that day’s aren’t nice for walking. Only in the nights I’m off. Thinking that my psyche’s strong enough To keep my body warm. I freeze when I’m most likely wrong. Fuck it! I can’t be restrained. I’m already completely caged By clouds around my rationality. No one can keep me sane. No need for me to be saved. I’m already in this free state. You need to keep your distance. Please be safe If you’re not related To any of the reasons I’m freaking. It’s tough to relay. Around the world, I see pain in each place I see faces. Better to be the cause of it than stay quiet and be afraid. Nothing can hurt me now ‘cause I know that hate can’t see hate! You gave me good advice. Do. Don’t think. Do. Don’t think.

Why make this so complicated? Conflagrate the congregation. End the conversation. My saliva's pure capsaicin. If I dream of killing shit then I'll ignite the room I'm staying in. You're taken aback when I'm blazing a track. I can see you can tell that the flow is amazing. In fact I tear holes in space so I can enter the Matrix Come back equipped to end your basic shit. With or without a woman, I'm winning. The winter's wings in the wind When the wicked wordsmith has written With a pen of penance. A menace. You better run. Never the clever one. I'm sinking the setting sun on anyone wishing that I'm done. You give me a nice laugh Whenever you think you can fight back. I’m standing on a tower of accolades: High stack. Get your rope and pickaxe if you’re attempting to climb that. I don’t want to be known as somebody who can write raps. I tried that. People think it’s comedy. Comparing me to Yachty in a context that’s anything but positive Just because that’s all they comprehend of the genre I’m in. Fuck being modest about it. I’m on my own path. Never been wealthy, but I’m not sitting on my broke ass. Never been pretty, my face looking like a dough ball. I’d probably get rid of it if I could afford to blow cash. (What about the whole cast?) The schizo and the soldiers And the children getting older And the hydrophobic loner? Am I wrong to say the distance between them and I is justified? Maybe I’d see it differently looking through some other’s eyes. Otherwise, fuck it. I’m moving on with the music. A classic is out of mind and on paper. I put the truth in it. I’m writing this letter to the tribes of people confusing this With anything other than a union of streets producing shit. Never to be missed. You want to drive the game, but you're using Lyft. Nothing personal but you mean nothing to me, kid. Looking ugly. Still I call myself the beauty king. Feeling moody? Swing Out the box. A gut hook on your conscience. My hands are so catchy, they’re stuck on your head. Got your body rocking. Never thought death as an option. I wanted to be gone, but instead I took it all in the process. I’m numb to all this. When you watch me, are you sure you’re not looking at yourself? I live behind a double sided mirror. I’m on the clear side so you won’t see no one else. Expect no help When it’s so complicated. Conflagrate the congregation. End the conversation. My saliva's pure capsaicin. If I dream of killing shit then I'll ignite the room I'm staying in. You're taken aback when I'm blazing a track. I can see you can tell that the flow is amazing. In fact I tear holes in space so I can enter the Matrix Come back equipped to end your basic shit. Never taking a seat. I’m playing for keeps. You’re saying “the weakest” and aiming at me. You sound so entertaining to me. It’s raining. Another nor’easter’s coming. Be prepared to be Scared when I’m in your area Storming. This is a rarity. You give me a nice laugh Whenever you’re trying to write back. I’m turning away from your shit like a one-eyed jack. You’re setting up the cameras. My flow is the time lapse. Remember I was feeling king of hearts. Now I’m the ace of diamonds. I feel like I’m rich in nothingness. I can pay you in silence. … I’ve never been so inclined To walk up to the queen of clubs just to ask her how her life’s been. She says she used to move weight using two spades. Now she’s using her two spades to move between two states. A man and a child here, but her family’s miles away. Better save some money however she can to stay alive today. The father’s a joker. Not intentional. Just a trite display Of one who isn’t right to pay the price. I wonder why she stays. It’s no concern for her. She says she’s living right this way. “What’s life if not a fight against the world? This is the part I play.” We’re all actors. Our script’s written in the masks that we wear to be protected from the masses. We only open up laid on top of a mattress ‘Cause otherwise, opportunity is gaseous. (Fuck.) I’ve been trying to take the mask off. Future imprisonment. It’s all something that the past caused. Caution: caustic thoughts are all in process. The Loch Ness Monster wants a body to chomp in. Slowly it will make it’s way out. Stay sound. Quicker now. It’ll hunt for any challenger. Anyone thinking they’re hard enough to try to display rounds. I pause for a minute and at once I see That the monster wreaking havoc looks just like me. I see what I’ve become, and you can see too. The mirror’s flipped. I’m not on the side I can see through.

.eunev eht ot evig nac I gnihtoN .uoy ot detbedni ton m’I .eulb eht fo tuo t’nsaw ti nehw em ot netsil t’ndluow uoY ?uoy ot srettam ti fo yna taht eveileb I dluohs yhW ?od ot gniyrt m'I gnihtyreve dnatsrednu uoy oD .noos emoceb ot dnuob ma I tahw ,eye cilbup eht morf edih I em fo edis ehT ot kcuts eb d’I thguoht reven I .esu eno retfa tsuj regna eht ffo gnippirT .ytilibats ym gnisol m’I woN .esool tuc m’I woN Even sex is meaningless when he's depressed. He needs his ex(es) Hasn't washed off the adhesive yet. He's still stuck in the past. Now he keeps regressing Way back to hell's path. Just a shell of his former self, no one can tell that. Always hidden behind his animalistic actions. He wears them like an invisible mask. He keeps all of his pain contained within the glass. I only coexist with the world. I’m not a real part of it. I’m orbiting alone in the outskirts. Animosity keep me barred from it. Every time I step forward, I take a leap back. Making progress is getting harder And everytime I think about wanting to bring myself back to the Earth again, I get three reasons to avoid the shotty circumstance. Well if I can’t dodge the bullet, then I'll bite it. I’d rather die trying than to just refuse to fight it At all. Hoping if I show emotions that you’ll like it But I know you want the bangers which are ultimately lifeless. Then again, I know you lie to me. I know it’s an obligation. Don’t deny it. This is music you would hate if it wasn’t me making it. You got to know me so you figure you got to be faking shit. Save it. I’ll continue to buy our friendship. Not a baller but I could be if I don’t attempt to. Feels like every hand that I reach for is prosthetic. Takes too long for me to say and for you to just not get it. I’m a mess and no one listens so I offer help to everyone else, Putting everything I’ve felt on the shelf Until I’m destined to melt. I don’t meld with the demographic I see myself in. To them, what I make is hellish, but they’re too friendly. I need security like I’m already famous. (Give me closure.) No importance in what my name is. (Pull me closer.) Suffocate me ‘til I’m looking like Jack White. Bury me to the side of the Mass Pike. Wonder if that’s right, to dispose of me right now. ‘Cause only I know what I know the moment it’s lights out. Shocking as what news outlets report on the white house. I write it out and hope to fight doubt of all that I’m about. Is there a possible salvation? What I’m wondering. It’s always problems piled up. It’s never one thing. People don’t even come in looking for something. I’m becoming irrelevant in this one scheme That we all share. I bet each one of us wondered if we were all there, At least at one point In our lives. We struggle to keep it off the air. We’re scared of what to not say before the day it stops. .enil talf I nehw uoy fo lla tifeneb ll’I .tsaf ti dne ot evah I .kcerw a s’ytic ehT .trapa gnillaf si ssensuoicsnoc yM .dnilb ssa ym evael dluow ylkciuq der ni drow eht fo ssenthgirb ehT .dnim kcab ym fo tsap tnatsid eht ni meg a dias ,”eid“ saW did I tsal dna seciv tsap ym lla htiw hcir ,tnemenifnoc ym fO ezis eht flah werg I sa dehctaw ohW enim fo ssalc rehtona morf stroteR eninisa tub gnihton htiw xob a ni deppart saw I nehW emit tsal ytic eht ot kcab gnidaeh tuoba thguoht I I give them a frame. They always take an hour. At this point, this is our 24th trade. What this equates to is anything I can do in a second, They only accomplish in a day. But, then again, my time is running out faster. No one else is in a hurry for the rapture. I can’t be rational while I’m being robbed of my rations. People take all that I have with laughter. I’m always running out at a ridiculous hour Unlike everyone else. They shut down with their dwindling power While I’m stuck in a nightmare while my eyes are open. This isn’t the kind of future that I was hoping for In high school when I first tried to write a dope hit. Even if my musical efforts were kind of hopeless. Even back then, I would try to cope with The demise I wrote from that my mind was holding. Now I’m cut loose. Now I’m losing my stability. Tripping off the anger just after one use. I never thought I’d be stuck to The side of me I hide from the public eye, what I am bound to become soon. Do you understand everything I'm trying to do? Why should I believe that any of it matters to you? You wouldn’t listen to me when it wasn’t out of the blue. I’m not indebted to you. Nothing I can give to the venue. I thought about heading back to the city last time When I was trapped in a box with nothing but asinine Retorts from another class of mine Who watched as I grew half the size Of my confinement, rich with all my past vices and last I did Was “die”, said a gem in the distant past of my back mind. The brightness of the word in red quickly would leave my ass blind. My consciousness is falling apart. The city’s a wreck. I have to end it fast. I’ll benefit all of you when I flat line.

A̵̺͗̅l̷͖̗͐͒l̵̲͂ö̴̢͈̰́w̷̱̒̀̆̄ ̴̘̲͊͆f̴̥̱͒̈́̍ő̸̳̞͛r̸͎̂͐̕ͅ ̶̙͎̻͎͝a̴͇̍͋̌̓l̶̛͉͘l̷̠̙͉͆̆͗̊ ̸͕̲̝̜̓̄t̴̖́̀͒o̵̠̱̩͛ ̶̪͔͐͛̅̈b̵͔̉͝͠ŗ̴̻͆è̵̥a̵̯̩̦̰̔̽t̴͈̅̂̃h̵̦̽͆͝e̷̺͘ ̵̡̱͎̹̆͝a̸̹͆̽́͂i̶͉͌͑̊̔r̸͕͋̈́͘ ̴͖̻̑͑̓̏ͅa̸̧̫͕̍͜s̷̮͐̀̀ ̷͇̤́c̶̗̽̌͌l̷̼̖̼̈́̐͒̂ͅe̴̮̱̓a̸͚̅̽̒n̶̡͎̩͕̓ ̸̲͙̃̿̃͌͜ā̶̧̨̧͆̅̇s̴̘͙̜̀ ̴̢̝̪̫͌̋̽͑Ȇ̸̗̭̯̓͠d̶̫͑͐̀̚e̷̘͠ń̶̩̗̉̔.̷͎͚͊̓͛͝ ̷̠̃̋ ̶̠̭̌̈́͑̚ͅḬ̸̢͓̐͗ ̷͉̌̈́̕͝w̴͙͋ḭ̷̤͗̐l̶̼͓̣̇̅l̶͎̠̠͓͒̐̾̏ ̴͉̲̼̽́̓͝d̵̹͓̬͉͌̃́̇ṛ̵͇̭̍o̸̱̺͓̓́w̵̖̩̤͆̌̓̉n̵̢̈́͜ ̴̧̹͈̐̄̅̇ḯ̵̞̄̕ͅn̵̨̉͒̀͝ ̶̯̖̹͛ͅt̶̢̛̅͌̊h̴̥̬͗͆ë̴͎̠́̆͘ ̵̪͛͐͛̋R̴̨̮͖̟͌͊̍̄î̵̯̫̀ṿ̶̯̮̊e̶͚͋̈̏͂ȓ̸̥̥̱̮ ̶̹̲͖̈́̚S̴̗̄̀͌̓ţ̵̳̰̈́̚y̴̦̽x̶̺̥̘̼͐ ̶̜͚͚̍̎̀á̵̡̖̼̳͝n̵̪̐̓̓͝d̶̹̊͝ ̴͘͜k̴̠̠̂e̷͉̠̊ȩ̶̛̜̈́͋p̸͙͇̥͂ ̸̺͎̫͔̒͒t̵̨͎̠̋̈́͂h̵͙͕̩̭́͂ë̸̘͋͛̉ ̷̟͒̅̒p̴͈̋̊l̴̰̻̙̈́͑a̸̩̽̂n̵̯͚͠ë̴̤t̴̙͙̿ ̷̡̭̔é̵̺̰̈́͂t̸̬̎͛̕ȩ̵̱͈̻͑̈́͌̚r̵̻̖̹̃̾̓͊͜ň̵̙̰̙͎̓͋͘à̸͍̤l̷̙̘̎,̶̱̔͆̌͠ ̷̨̪͈̾̎͘a̷̹͛̏̕l̸̢͖̞̿̍̚͝ô̶͔͎̪̙ṉ̷̨̙͐g̷͍̪͙̐͊́ ̴̼̖͈͛͠w̵̩̜̬̔̍͝i̶͙͎̫̞͂̿̊t̸̜͎̞̣̋̽̔ḩ̸͓̥̤́̊̔̌ ̴̰̻̾à̶̻̣̕l̷̹̖̐l̷̟̖͍͗͜ ̴̮͖̕t̷́͆̀͠ͅh̸̟̯͔͍̅̔ȇ̶͍̔̅ ̶͇͕̻̪͑̓̏l̴͕̣̯̐͝ơ̵̰̮̈́͠v̴̡̜̆̄̀͝e̴̢̅̑̇̌ ̵̧̜̰̽͑̄̅ͅi̵̠̐͌͒̓n̷̼̙̉̃͒͠ ̶̯̯̮͇͑̈i̶̭̺̙͋̚͘t̶̼̮́̄.̸̥͙̿ ̷̧̍́̚ ̴̛͖̹̘̪Y̷͍͉̬̞͑̏ò̷̱̤̫̈̎̕u̸̦̪̮͌ṟ̸͒̋̈́ ̵͚͉̲̘̈͑̉̓ȯ̵̺w̵̤̳͔̍͊ņ̵̭̩͕̀ ̸̖͑̈́b̴̠͐ë̷͍͍̹́͋̏͘ä̷̩͇̭̫u̷̜͎̯͐͒̌t̸̠̘̫͉͊ÿ̸͔́̂͠ ̴͍̽̑́́i̴̧̗͖̳͂s̷̗͑̊̏ ̴͈̘͎̫́y̸̲͇͂̃̂o̴̮͌̔u̷̢͘ř̷͙̜̗͑̃ͅš̴̤̺͠ ̵̮̈à̸̧̯̟͉͊͋ṉ̴͓͛̉̕d̵̳́̈́ ̶̟̞͔̆̀͝n̸̲̍ȏ̵̖̯̏͘ ̷̟̗͗ͅo̸͖͉̟͋̀͘͠ṇ̶̯́e̴͍͒̌ ̸̱̙͔̺͑̂̉̇e̵͉̰̓́͊͑l̷̰͚͇̦̍̂̏s̴̡̛̖̑͑̏é̶͉̫̜’̸͚̗̠͘ś̶̙̭̪̠.̷̣͛̚͘͠ ̶̛͇̀͋ ̶͕̲͚̂I̵̝̼͗̓͛̊ ̷̲̠͂w̴̩̣̺̅į̸̫̃l̵̪̰̃͘ĺ̸̠̠̬̫̀́͘ ̵̼͂i̶̩̓̌̊͝n̷̬͗̒́j̸̹̭̔͂̅ͅę̶̦̼͝c̷͙̰̈t̴͈̠͖͚̽̾ ̸̧̤͖̺̆̑͘ṭ̴̹̠͒h̸͚̾͆e̵̥̱̽ ̸̩̈́̈́̍e̸̲̯̙̍a̴͒̈́͜ȑ̷̈́͜t̷̨̖̎ḣ̷̦̗̗͋̂ ̸͇̰̋͒w̵͎̓̇i̶̧̗̖̖̐̇̚t̴͓̂͒ͅh̸̖̚ ̴̢͇̦̜͌t̷̨̪̾̚̕͝h̸͎̻͚͠ę̶̜̝͋̍̈́ ̸̧͉͕̥̓d̵̰͕̲̋i̵̜͈͐̌͗͝v̶̤̳̾i̴̗͛͑̊n̶̻̋̀e̸͈̕ ̴̦̟̀̎̓m̸͇̮̲̂̐i̷͖̥͇͎̿l̷̲͛̓̆̌k̸̛̼̟̘ ̶̬͔̂̊͋͝ỏ̴̻̹f̶͉͉̟̍͜ ̷͎͐̅͛̈͜a̷̘͇͎͛̾͜ ̵̺͠͠ǵ̶͔̯̻h̸̭̔ő̵̬͍̟̣s̸̯̘͚̄̍t̴̹̭̪͛̅̿ͅ’̴̻͕̯̏̈́́͜s̴̩͈̠͇̉̈́̈́̓ ̸̡͔̥̭̿̃͐̍b̶̮̐̎͋͘r̷̻͊͝e̸̫̞̪̼͂͆̑̉á̶̞s̴͉̠̋͒ṫ̷̫̦̘̌̿͠ ̵̲̩̌à̶̯̹͕̅̉n̵͎̪͓̆d̶͓̺̀ ̸̨͋̈́̚̚t̷͈̮̫̋͘h̶͓̜̔̅ě̷͇̭͍̬̽̃͂ ̵̥͕̃͗l̴̜̮̈́̂̑i̴͇̳͆v̵̖̇̇ĩ̵͔͂̂n̶̢̼̜̥̂g̸̙͊ ̶̫̝̳̖̃̒͆̈ẅ̴̧̼̠́̽̏i̵͇̇l̴̗̅l̵̬̀ ̴̘̕n̸͖̋̂̓ë̴̞̰̳̞́̍͝v̷̠̻̘̔ĕ̷̛̺̖̈́r̷̝̭͌ ̶̫͐͋̉g̷̠̰̺̽ȍ̷͇̌ ̴̨̰̲̽͆t̷͔̰͚͐̕h̵͕̙̟̓͗̕͝i̵̱̰͈̓r̸̳̄͜ș̸̃t̸̜̥͓͠y̸͚̭̹̲͠.̴̮̔̇͘ ̷̦͓̏̈ ̶̳͈͂̔͂̅Í̷͈̥̮ ̴̬̣͇͙͋̐͝s̴̞̼͚̭̀̿̊͘t̶̡̬̠́̾͠ȋ̷̜̱̯̔̚͜͝l̵̨͋l̴̥͌ ̸̜͈͐͝ṟ̵̒͆e̴̬͎͐̇́̈m̴̝̲͖͐̒̒́a̶͓̔̆̀͐î̷̺̠͈ͅń̷̳̣̭̠͆͘͘ ̶͚̠͚̔͘͘͝a̷̛̜͚̠̓̊ ̴̤̏s̴͍̜̀ͅt̶̨̫͍̅r̸̮̋̄ȃ̶͓̩̭̙̐͌n̸̖̮͓͆͗̆͘g̷̹̩͋̉e̴͎̪͌̓͂̚ȓ̴̜̱̩̌̏͋ ̴̪̏̕t̸̹̦̯͖͛̃̀ō̷̳̻͐́͠ ̸͓͓͗̒̌͆ḙ̷͂̀̈́̚v̶̝̅e̵̢̼͂r̸̮̊̊̔ỷ̸͇͔̘ö̸̝̭̚ṋ̸̛̎̏͌ē̵̗̬͕͊.̷̗̗̳̭̿̃̐͝

For so long you’ve talked to me To the point that we’d started a streak But as I can see, the little number on the screen Has gone away now that I am deceased. I never participated in underage drinking. I never lived my life to the fullest that I could, So on your way home from your night at the bar, Place a flask at my grave and I’ll drink it all. I never went to CVS For more than a prescription, what went on in my head Was that cough syrup’s for coughing. Now that this coffin’s in my way Leave a Sprite can at my grave and I’ll try it someday. I never let myself get too high. The people around me gave so much just to fly. I stayed grounded in my world, now that I’m one with the Earth, Plant cannabis at my grave and I’ll give it a try. To the people I had known very well, I’m happy you’re not grieving. Your pain to me would hurt like hell Even when I’m in the heavens, so I want you not to cry For at last, I feel alive. Who is it you’re talking to now? Does he think you’re an angel? Do you feel in the clouds Where I rest my head? I’ve laid out my bed Where he lifts you while I’m in the ground. I’ve always felt The world would be better off without me So I never tried to call for help. I made it to a stage gimmick. They would watch me off myself And applaud. I lived in the shadow of something Back when I was just a stranger and wondering “Why is my effort amounting to nothing?” I broke out from that and went chasing my one dream. I just wanted to love who I am. I was trying and couldn’t understand Why people were wasting their time Keeping my state of mind peaceful with validation. It was kind, but I couldn’t help but feel lied to. Wanted to perfect my music and fine tune. I sharpened my vision and tried to find you. Only to me, you would hide truth Don’t act like you’re not fine without me. I used to hide from the doubting. Now, I’m in the ground. I feel better. You better have found What I wanted for you for so long. Just be happy. Don’t pretend you need me for that, please. I know when I was at my worst, you had me. You don’t need to worry ‘bout that anymore. I release you from all of the pain you put past me. I remember standing idle with no orders. Nervousness, feeling worthless next to coworkers. At any point, I had never been so vocal Until now, when it’s too late to be told no. This is for your best interests and mine as well. I’d hide in the Veldt ‘til I died. I’ll survive in Hell. I already have once. Just be happy. I can rest in the past. Don’t cry now that I’m gone. I’ve made my decision to do you no harm. No need for a eulogy. Just spread my love to the world. If I can, I’ll be there all along.