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It's too good to be true
Swear to god I should've knew
She'd be giving me groundless some baseless reasons
It's too good to be true, no

At the mid of night i stay, so reclusive that i may
Have a little bit migraine, as i watch my time of grains
Slowly pouring out, slowly ticking-clicking out
Most of it are wasted, most of it are gone and slowly faded
Been thinking 'bout my life, as I'm anxious with my drive
The meaning was hard to find, as my mind was unaligned
I've been talkin' to myself, and it made a major fight
With my mind inside this hive, and I suggested a knife
Should've done better, better than just staring and blaring
In an empty room without the answer, hard to breathe with any pleasure
Thought I was clever but I'm heedless with what I measure
Been dragged into the abyss, feeling sick with my feather

And i drank and drank and drank and drank, straight up on my flask of tin
For awhile, the petty sorrows all fuckin' drowning

All of my sorrows, are slowly gonna follow
Through the deepest dark hollow, oh I bet I can't swallow
The pill of honesty knows, my obsession that are flown
Of having a decent love, that im unable to own
All of my sorrows, are slowly gonna follow
Through the deepest dark hollow, oh I bet I can't swallow

Let me take you to a time, when this girl was sort of mine
This was different of a kind, started as close of a kind
Till confession slowly came, my sorrows were all been tamed
I sipped the joy of a cup, my life was having the up
Spent some times together as it spell a story to retell
Grateful for the lovely days, the attention that she gave
But shit happens after a while, sensed an end was in denial
During late October, till the early December
She told me this love was a burden, something like a distraction
Wanted to make an amend, too selfish and wanna end
So she dropped the bond and left, didn't talk in November
Shoutout for the one in the U.S, backing up this little mess
Drowned myself during the month, another burden for my stress
Waited for the deep closure, later on in December
Expectations risen, as the days became closer
Hoping that this is a bluff, wanna stay normal in love

But she gave some groundless reasons, oh it's too good to be true
Oh it's too good to be true, for fuck sake I should've knew

All of my sorrows, are slowly gonna follow
Through the deepest dark hollow, oh I bet I can't swallow
The pill of honesty knows, my obsession that are flown
Of having a decent love, that im unable to own
All of my sorrows, are slowly gonna follow
Through the deepest dark hollow, oh I bet I can't swallow

I'm lying half awake
Cause you know I can't let you down
From the words that you said, ah fuck u're drownin my sanity and the voice in my head
I think of what you've said
I thought maybe you should know

Let it bloom, let it grow, let it bring the highest point
Let it make, let it change, let the lost be something great
Let it bloom, let it grow, let it bring the highest point
Let it make, let it change, let the lost be something great

Thank you for, my first one, cause you made me realised
How life goes, authentic is the one that should be grown
And thank you to my second I guess it was been destined
Although you, didn't help, me get out of my crisis
Cause you left, me alone, in a melancholic pit
I felt this, angst and lost, with a deep perplexity
Then you made, spark and a, so called deep contemplation
My writings, now weapons, cause of your groundless bargained
Let it bloom, let it grow, let it bring the highest point
Let it make, let it change, let the loss be something great
Been sick with, these feelings, addict for oxytocin
Tried to take, another sip, drownin' all over again
I know that, this whole bit, is a petty kind of thing
But I can't, disregard, cause lonesome felt despondent
I guess they, didn't know, the amount of attention
Many thoughts, my own time, were my sacrifice for them
And it is, a waste of, bits of time and commitment
If the love, attention, ain't appreciate by them
You could say, that love may, be a ride for emotions
Nothin' much, nothin' clear, only ride for the motion

Let it bloom, let it grow, let it bring the highest point
Let it make, let it change, let the lost be something great
Let it bloom, let it grow, let it bring the highest point
Let it make, let it change, let the lost be something great

This soul is changing, as the solitary tryna makin'
The burdens to be lessons for me, myself, and my own mind
A lack of melatonin had made a soul to overthinkin'
Scrutinized the petty act as it consist some crucial bits
'Bout this phenomena that construct our corrupted norms
And were implanted in the growth of many purely made newborns
Cause what i've seein' lately are kids with no authenticity
It is sickening how ancestors prefer the neglection
So this true expressionist later became an activist
Who uplift and empower to all individualist
Kiss my ass to all racist, no respect for the sexist
Bring down the conservative by being an existentialist