Witching Hour

White noise out ya mouth while I'm swearin not to breathe
Panicking so soon like what the fuck did you see?
Thought I told you chill bitch
Ima hit the kill switch
But are you forrealz?
I see blood on the sheets

Everything is turnin
Slowly
Holy
Fuck, the walls are glass
Swear this ain't just like the past
Those doors were broken fast man
And the locks were rusted down
It's was bad then

Swear it ain't just like the past
Everything just happens so fast
Skippin my class
Stealin for cash
Beggin for sorrow tmr has passed
I'll do whatever it takes
Sacrifice all mistakes
Just for one last chance

This witching hour takes
Never to escape
777 saved
This witching hour takes
Losing track of days
Maybe I should pray

I saw the stars fall down from heaven
Yeah I tried to catch them
I saw my own self stuck in reflections
I saw my own self stuck in her mentions

I won't take this
I can't fake it
I won't act like it's alright with me
A reality check is what you need
I want you to get away from me



Credits
Writer(s): Fiend Boy, Nat Ocampo
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