Superposition (feat. STZYWENDIGO)
Like a single sculpture of matter in Superposition
Every place it ever occupied
We're sentients just cycling through our lives
Like carts on a track
See, everything outside our dimension
That's eternity
Eternity looking down on us
(STZYWENDIGO)
It's 3 A.M. outside the city
So the clouds are all lit up
The night was cold
The snow was holding out
The wind sure made it tough to spark this Blunt
My lungs are done
And I can't seem to keep on running with this Buzz
Now, buckle up
My feelings tank
I'm sinking deeper in the mud
It's getting rough
Both inside and out
This world is foul
That means my mind is fucked
I try my best to not go climbing up then jump
Another reason pleads
Won't keep me breathing
Bleeding out my needs
But breathe in trees to keep my feelings even
Or just through the roof
(HOLLOW TAMASHĪ)
Get the fuck away
Damn I wanna run away
Blow my brains out with a .38
Shame taking me back to my dirty days
I dont wanna be stuck in my evil ways
Isnt there another way?
I'm a fuckin' guttermane
I'm an alcoholic and it feels great
That's another lie, bitch I feel grey
I dont mean the 5'9
Wanna let my body hang
Cut me wit a fuckin' blade
Nothin' gonna be the same
How do we cope with depression mane?
She shakin' me down leave me hurt again
Suicide on my mind so I contemplate
Really think I need break
Bitch you another fake
Past hit yo ass like you hit the brakes
Do you wanna die?
We could make the bullet slide
Through the barrel like a scar on my wrist When I suffocate
Hoe, get the fuck away
Every place it ever occupied
We're sentients just cycling through our lives
Like carts on a track
See, everything outside our dimension
That's eternity
Eternity looking down on us
(STZYWENDIGO)
It's 3 A.M. outside the city
So the clouds are all lit up
The night was cold
The snow was holding out
The wind sure made it tough to spark this Blunt
My lungs are done
And I can't seem to keep on running with this Buzz
Now, buckle up
My feelings tank
I'm sinking deeper in the mud
It's getting rough
Both inside and out
This world is foul
That means my mind is fucked
I try my best to not go climbing up then jump
Another reason pleads
Won't keep me breathing
Bleeding out my needs
But breathe in trees to keep my feelings even
Or just through the roof
(HOLLOW TAMASHĪ)
Get the fuck away
Damn I wanna run away
Blow my brains out with a .38
Shame taking me back to my dirty days
I dont wanna be stuck in my evil ways
Isnt there another way?
I'm a fuckin' guttermane
I'm an alcoholic and it feels great
That's another lie, bitch I feel grey
I dont mean the 5'9
Wanna let my body hang
Cut me wit a fuckin' blade
Nothin' gonna be the same
How do we cope with depression mane?
She shakin' me down leave me hurt again
Suicide on my mind so I contemplate
Really think I need break
Bitch you another fake
Past hit yo ass like you hit the brakes
Do you wanna die?
We could make the bullet slide
Through the barrel like a scar on my wrist When I suffocate
Hoe, get the fuck away
Credits
Writer(s): Hollow Tamashī
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