prototype (feat. B Murph)

Preaching away
When you're eastbound it's rare to see snow and gray ends of the road
Hang up the feeling I've grown
And let it seep through the ghost

If I could reach you, I would send as many signs to take control
It's not convenient, what I'm seeking is like nothing to your
Soul

My body's peeling away, can't call it day
Becoming stuck as a shadow of my old self
Locked in this window pane

Yeah, I'm locked in this window pane

You can't
Describe
My body
No lines
Act out
No eyes
You might as well call me a prototype
Hanging down from your ceiling, you're losing life
Artificial, I'm bugging to open eyes
Make it make sense, I'm dealing a poltergeist

You couldn't shake me out if you wanted
Because I'm out of a home
All I'm seeing is chrome
But when it's time to cave it in, my legs go slow

Cannot look the other way, 'cause then I'm staring at my ghost
Why are we all the way out here, I thought you knew which way to go
And if I look you in the eyes does that mean that I am a part of you?
I see my poltergeist, it's standing right beside you

So let's runaway
I know another place
Where we can hide, and watch the stars, and list all our mistakes
So why don't you just stay
I know I'm bout to go
My time is up and all I want is you to hold me close

And say how you love me, even if it ain't true
'Cause as the light leaves my eyes all I wanna see is you
And now I feel my body getting colder
As a ghost I'll watch over your shoulder

You couldn't shake me out if you wanted
Because I'm out of a home
All I'm seeing is chrome
But when it's time to cave it in, my legs go slow

Carve out a pitch to all the others getting out of hand
Cold sweats on the beach, my comforts in the sand
Place a bet over me, and argue till our ends meet
Ends meet

I can't deny
That I didn't say goodbye



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Torres
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