Surface.
Fire in a world so cold no one match it
Ain't nobody really who they say, bunch of catfish
Bunch of fake smiles... if the mask fit
That's why we gotta burn 'til we ashes (Ooh, aye)
Fire in a world so cold no one match it
Ain't nobody really who they say, bunch of catfish
Bunch fake smiles... if the mask fit
That's why we gotta burn 'til we ashes (That shit)
Huh! Fire in a world so cold no one match it
Ain't nobody really who they say bunch of catfish
Bunch of fake smiles in my face, cuz the mask fit
That's why we gotta burn 'til we ashes (That shit)
Fire in a world so cold no one match it
Ain't nobody really who they say bunch of catfish
Bunch of fake smile in my face, cuz the mask fit
That's we gotta burn 'til we- imma, imma
Imma walking contradiction that's obvi
My mind put the marks on my body
Good at falling in a pit that's a hobby
So prideful, don't wanna talk about it
I ain't perfect, I've been hurting, say you got me
And I know that but I also know you sloppy
Got your own problems you don't plan on stopping
So how the hell you 'gon help me? Be honest
Pull my skin back layers I don't need
Pull each page and hear what you won't see
Each word, hit a nerve, it runs deep
It runs o-on and on
Pull my skin back layers I don't need
Pull each page and hear what you won't see
Each word, hit a nerve, it runs deep
It runs o-on and on
Ain't nobody really who they say, bunch of catfish
Bunch of fake smiles... if the mask fit
That's why we gotta burn 'til we ashes (Ooh, aye)
Fire in a world so cold no one match it
Ain't nobody really who they say, bunch of catfish
Bunch fake smiles... if the mask fit
That's why we gotta burn 'til we ashes (That shit)
Huh! Fire in a world so cold no one match it
Ain't nobody really who they say bunch of catfish
Bunch of fake smiles in my face, cuz the mask fit
That's why we gotta burn 'til we ashes (That shit)
Fire in a world so cold no one match it
Ain't nobody really who they say bunch of catfish
Bunch of fake smile in my face, cuz the mask fit
That's we gotta burn 'til we- imma, imma
Imma walking contradiction that's obvi
My mind put the marks on my body
Good at falling in a pit that's a hobby
So prideful, don't wanna talk about it
I ain't perfect, I've been hurting, say you got me
And I know that but I also know you sloppy
Got your own problems you don't plan on stopping
So how the hell you 'gon help me? Be honest
Pull my skin back layers I don't need
Pull each page and hear what you won't see
Each word, hit a nerve, it runs deep
It runs o-on and on
Pull my skin back layers I don't need
Pull each page and hear what you won't see
Each word, hit a nerve, it runs deep
It runs o-on and on
Credits
Writer(s): Tobi. Tobi.
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