CONSTELLATIONS (feat. Sewerperson)
Yeah, tracing silhouettes under this candlelight
Constellations tell us that we'll be alright, yeah
Constantly reminded almost every night, before I close my eyes
Can't control this shit, I would die bout mine
Only hit my line when it's dark outside
No, I can't forget what you said that night
Think about it all the time, yeah
These constellations guide me to the tree of life
I wish everybody felt the pain I feel at night
Licking at my wounds and at my blunt packed up 2
You can't do this shit how I do it, I keep goin' up through the roof
Kickin' down the front door piling in, get to the floor
She put blades up in my heart, I took 'em out and broke 'em apart (okay let's go)
I couldn't rest my head this place is not my home
Rippin' apart my words these thoughts are not my own
Oh this warm porch light has bled to grey-winged moths
I should've reached this state before my soul became lost
His back is broke by weight, accrued at greeds own cost
I should've reached this state before my bones turned dust
Can't control this shit, I would die bout mine
Only hit my line when it's dark outside
No, I can't forget what you said that night
Think about it all the time, yeah
Constellations tell us that we'll be alright, yeah
Constantly reminded almost every night, before I close my eyes
Can't control this shit, I would die bout mine
Only hit my line when it's dark outside
No, I can't forget what you said that night
Think about it all the time, yeah
These constellations guide me to the tree of life
I wish everybody felt the pain I feel at night
Licking at my wounds and at my blunt packed up 2
You can't do this shit how I do it, I keep goin' up through the roof
Kickin' down the front door piling in, get to the floor
She put blades up in my heart, I took 'em out and broke 'em apart (okay let's go)
I couldn't rest my head this place is not my home
Rippin' apart my words these thoughts are not my own
Oh this warm porch light has bled to grey-winged moths
I should've reached this state before my soul became lost
His back is broke by weight, accrued at greeds own cost
I should've reached this state before my bones turned dust
Can't control this shit, I would die bout mine
Only hit my line when it's dark outside
No, I can't forget what you said that night
Think about it all the time, yeah
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Writer(s): Hunter Hair
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