Scars, Pt. 1

Hollow to the touch
Make mischief at your best
I'd follow at the cuff
Fake belief and rest

Pain all in your heart wondering where to start
Pain all in your chest contemplating death
What's the next move quick game of chess
Trynna turn to religion but it don't make no sense
Pastors preach just to do what they preach against
What's life worth spent with no envisionment
Really stuck in this paradox prison shit
Crying out but nobody's listening

Hollow to the touch
Make mischief at your best
I'd follow at the cuff
Fake belief and rest

Pain all in your heart is this where it ends
Pain all in your chest your heart full of regrets
What the fuck is next ending your life?
With no consequence you think that shits right
How would your family feel with time you'd
Think they would heal now your times finally up
Man this shit is real where you going? down or up
Time to pull the lever they'll never know
Cuz you're gone forever

Hollow to the touch
Make mischief at your best
I'd follow at the cuff
Fake belief and rest



Credits
Writer(s): Amani Ukejuh
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