I'm weak
I saw my guard
I stand in awe
They shield us
From the things we saw
Still chased by ghosts in my headspace
Got to cover my wounds for you, need a band-aid
Never really happy, private_void in a bad shape
Need a good shape, I'm ascending at a fast pace
Black mail, wake up on my last day
Okay with my death fate, hope that you can escape
Creatures in my bed, wake me up, calling me bad names
Cascade, know that I'm a castaway
I don't like your pathway, don't care about checks, mate
Play them like a chess game, call it a checkmate
My soul clean, yours be dirty like an ashtray
I'd do anything to get (to get) the light to bless me
Want to be one with everything
I don't like momentary things
I don't like doing anything
That doesn't help me with the way I live
I saw my guard
I stand in awe
They shield us
From the things we saw
Heaven seems so far away, hear voices in my ears
Precious soul and precious mind but poisonous ideas
I don't see myself when I look inside the mirror
Waiting for the day to come where angels interfere
Sing me to sleep, stop crushing my dreams
I'm weak
I go deep
Still chased by ghosts in my headspace
Got to cover my wounds for you, need a band-aid
Never really happy, private_void in a bad shape
Need a good shape, I'm ascending at a fast pace
My soul clean, yours be dirty like an ashtray
I'd do anything to get (to get) the light to bless me
I'd do anything to get (to get) the light to bless me
I stand in awe
They shield us
From the things we saw
Still chased by ghosts in my headspace
Got to cover my wounds for you, need a band-aid
Never really happy, private_void in a bad shape
Need a good shape, I'm ascending at a fast pace
Black mail, wake up on my last day
Okay with my death fate, hope that you can escape
Creatures in my bed, wake me up, calling me bad names
Cascade, know that I'm a castaway
I don't like your pathway, don't care about checks, mate
Play them like a chess game, call it a checkmate
My soul clean, yours be dirty like an ashtray
I'd do anything to get (to get) the light to bless me
Want to be one with everything
I don't like momentary things
I don't like doing anything
That doesn't help me with the way I live
I saw my guard
I stand in awe
They shield us
From the things we saw
Heaven seems so far away, hear voices in my ears
Precious soul and precious mind but poisonous ideas
I don't see myself when I look inside the mirror
Waiting for the day to come where angels interfere
Sing me to sleep, stop crushing my dreams
I'm weak
I go deep
Still chased by ghosts in my headspace
Got to cover my wounds for you, need a band-aid
Never really happy, private_void in a bad shape
Need a good shape, I'm ascending at a fast pace
My soul clean, yours be dirty like an ashtray
I'd do anything to get (to get) the light to bless me
I'd do anything to get (to get) the light to bless me
Credits
Writer(s): Savio Pfaff
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