I Know
I was goin rapid fire, can't help myself
Blame it on the golden wires, I crossed intel
Only one who knew could save it inside
Was me but I knew that I'd hate it
Oh, I'm done
Complete and leaving me free, yeah
Compete and running out of steam oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
Complete and leaving me free, yeah
Compete and running out of steam, oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
The ink is quickly fading
I know, I know, I know
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I know, I know, I know
The ink is quickly fading
My pen is dry this ink is fading
I know, I know, I know
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I'm sick of all this shit I'm makin
I know, I know, I know
I became myself when I played it
No differences
All I meant to do was wade in it
And I caught it from myself
How you even wasted it on me, this time
I would never know but I'll fake it
Oh I'm done
Complete and leaving me free yeah
Compete and running out of steam oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
Complete and leaving me free yeah
Compete and running out of steam oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
The ink is quickly fading
My pen is dry this ink is fading
I know, I know, I know
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I'm sick of all this shit I'm makin
I know, I know, I know
The ink is quickly fading
My pen is dry this ink is fading
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I'm sick of all this shit I'm makin
Blame it on the golden wires, I crossed intel
Only one who knew could save it inside
Was me but I knew that I'd hate it
Oh, I'm done
Complete and leaving me free, yeah
Compete and running out of steam oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
Complete and leaving me free, yeah
Compete and running out of steam, oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
The ink is quickly fading
I know, I know, I know
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I know, I know, I know
The ink is quickly fading
My pen is dry this ink is fading
I know, I know, I know
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I'm sick of all this shit I'm makin
I know, I know, I know
I became myself when I played it
No differences
All I meant to do was wade in it
And I caught it from myself
How you even wasted it on me, this time
I would never know but I'll fake it
Oh I'm done
Complete and leaving me free yeah
Compete and running out of steam oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
Complete and leaving me free yeah
Compete and running out of steam oh
I wake up and I'm picking up pieces
Are you willing to see it or feed it
The ink is quickly fading
My pen is dry this ink is fading
I know, I know, I know
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I'm sick of all this shit I'm makin
I know, I know, I know
The ink is quickly fading
My pen is dry this ink is fading
I'm sick of shit I'm makin
I'm sick of all this shit I'm makin
Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Hartmann
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