Harder Than I Thought (feat. R.E.D.)

Harder than I ever thought
Diving deeper in the hole till I'm falling flat on my back
Lookin like I'm never coming back
as I'm gasping for breath
Caught in the obliet that is the hole in my chest
I don't even wanna fight back
Its like I'm getting fucking jumped by the panic attack
Throwing left hooks to the right eye dominant
Flashing colors
My peripheral
Glowin yellow
Say good bye to unsevered ties

Stick to my terf
Like the logo on my shirt
I'm the unknown blur
Picture perfect for the hearse
Not a flirt
You just romanticize my hurt
Got style suck me dry
Mosquitophile
Give me west Nile
Exterminators for hire
Got some work in the bayou
What I been seeing for miles
Got me puking stomach bile
Man it hurts to live revival
Handouts only for disciples
Roll another blunt and pass the lighter
Keeps me off of the pyre
Give me more of what I can't afford
Dripping gold turn black as coal
Born old
Give me what I hid under the floor
Bored so I lift the boards
Feeling like a lasso
See ya at my next show
They bask in the after glow

Lost soul
Dissecting the plot hole
I'm making the new code
Ascending the unknown
Lost soul
Dissecting the plot hole
I'm making the new code
Ascending the unknown

(and I know)
They all want a piece of my pie
And every bitch that get a slice end up wishing I would die
Vent about your penance
Hoping it would make right
About your life
And if I'm being honest
I would rather you lie

Thoughts that I have not forgot
Lying on the floor
Punchin on my chest but I was out cold
Now you thinking of the past while I was losing my soul
Just another addict
Belittled to partiton
Separating self wasnt part of the mission
Now regreting everyday the only part of my vision

Now unknown the plague takes the stage with a vision
They take the mask off and they think he has risen

Keeping them Schizzin
Killing the villains

Taking the most and providing the minimal

Plague is sickness
Back in Bidness

Carnivorous flora spreading the spores

Hell if I know bout specifics
Releasing the spirits
And making a schism
Listen to the lyrics
Like I am the realest
With veteran clearance
Completing the séance

Hold on gatta hold it down
When I flip the script it's like nothing that you heard before
Oops I sunk your battle ship
So how you gunna play the game more better than you
Coming up
We not the same



Credits
Writer(s): Allen Perley, Ian Proulx
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