Chimes
I wanna stab you in the back
I wanna lay you in the ground
They know they're never getting saved
That's why I'm never getting found
Look at me in different ways
As you throw me to the hounds
Feel like I've made my last mistake
Maybe there's time to cover ground
I wanna lay you in a grave
I wanna savor all your fear
I'll force the lowest of your lows
Like you did to me for years
Push me further every day
With every single decision
I saved predators prey
Still cut me down with precision
Im a pro at always feeling I'm intruding
Wait for bigotry /so much /it gets confusing
See a pattern in the wild and get shit moving
I know deep down there's no chance I'm losing
Flow /state, I got an appettite to feed
Momma said it's greed
Seen the clothes, seen the weed
Friends imply it's me, all the money that I bleed
I was perfect to you bitches, what went wrong now that you see
Patterns in the wild got shit moving
Hate eluding, master of illusions
Bounty on my head, gonna fake it till I lose it
Want me bled
Shot me down
Still I'm moving
No pulse and a heart that's full of greed
Money in my pocket, n I'm getting more this week
Stared death in the eyes
You can never make me leave
I'll go down with this ship
I don't feel I need to breathe
I wanna lay you in the ground
They know they're never getting saved
That's why I'm never getting found
Look at me in different ways
As you throw me to the hounds
Feel like I've made my last mistake
Maybe there's time to cover ground
I wanna lay you in a grave
I wanna savor all your fear
I'll force the lowest of your lows
Like you did to me for years
Push me further every day
With every single decision
I saved predators prey
Still cut me down with precision
Im a pro at always feeling I'm intruding
Wait for bigotry /so much /it gets confusing
See a pattern in the wild and get shit moving
I know deep down there's no chance I'm losing
Flow /state, I got an appettite to feed
Momma said it's greed
Seen the clothes, seen the weed
Friends imply it's me, all the money that I bleed
I was perfect to you bitches, what went wrong now that you see
Patterns in the wild got shit moving
Hate eluding, master of illusions
Bounty on my head, gonna fake it till I lose it
Want me bled
Shot me down
Still I'm moving
No pulse and a heart that's full of greed
Money in my pocket, n I'm getting more this week
Stared death in the eyes
You can never make me leave
I'll go down with this ship
I don't feel I need to breathe
Credits
Writer(s): Mason Gilbert
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