Consumed
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
I guess misery loves company
Because the pains all that comforts me
I guess this road can be slippery
Because the devil tries to come for me
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
I guess when you're broken
And all is said and done and you're choking
Crying out for help but nobody can hear
It's done on purpose
The eyes are what you fear
Left feeling helpless
A victim of your own tears
Noah build an ark cause a flood is coming soon
These emotions feed the ache
In my heart, it's a typhoon
Better yet baby, where's the harpon?
Or even just give me a spoon
Need to dig out, this feeling of impending doom
Before it's too late and I go under
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
I guess misery loves company
Because the pains all that comforts me
Don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
Picked myself up off the floor
How did I get here again?
At the beginning
I'm here again
A glitch in the game
Phasing through walls
Some might say I'm out of it
Loosing touch with reality
Come and take my soul away
I can't deal with the calamities
Better yet baby, give me the harpoon
Put it through my heart
Like a steak for your meal
Cut me into pieces
Eat me up with a spoon
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
Misery loves company
Because the pains all that comforts me
I guess this road can be slippery
So why I'd let you in
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
I guess misery loves company
Because the pains all that comforts me
I guess this road can be slippery
Because the devil tries to come for me
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
I guess when you're broken
And all is said and done and you're choking
Crying out for help but nobody can hear
It's done on purpose
The eyes are what you fear
Left feeling helpless
A victim of your own tears
Noah build an ark cause a flood is coming soon
These emotions feed the ache
In my heart, it's a typhoon
Better yet baby, where's the harpon?
Or even just give me a spoon
Need to dig out, this feeling of impending doom
Before it's too late and I go under
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
I guess misery loves company
Because the pains all that comforts me
Don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
Picked myself up off the floor
How did I get here again?
At the beginning
I'm here again
A glitch in the game
Phasing through walls
Some might say I'm out of it
Loosing touch with reality
Come and take my soul away
I can't deal with the calamities
Better yet baby, give me the harpoon
Put it through my heart
Like a steak for your meal
Cut me into pieces
Eat me up with a spoon
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
I don't wanna do this no more
I said I'm done I swore
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
My heart's so cold
And my times made of gold
So why I'd let you in
Now it's so hard to let go
Misery loves company
Because the pains all that comforts me
I guess this road can be slippery
So why I'd let you in
Credits
Writer(s): Ijeoma Kanjor, Tymon Beats
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