Deadweight
Dive right in
Cypher in a fever dream
Force yourself to believe
What you used to be
Counting days
Burning phase
I hope it never gets better
A complete disservice
Gravitated on my downward spiral
Lemniscate
Born to hate
Diluted in still water
Carrying my resentment
Taking turns of a broken conscience
Grip the barrel
Tie the noose
Point a finger
Loose a fool
A glistening sight
I want to feel
I'm on the verge of losing myself
When not even my ghost
Can't feel a thing
Causing pain
By thought of living, my own sanity
Lucid dreaming
Flourished to nourish mirage in heavy downpour
What keeps you bothered at night
An image in a blur
Not a single aid in sight
It's all background noise
Nothing else matters for me
Counting days
Burning phase
I hope it never gets better
A complete disservice
Gravitated on my downward spiral
Lemniscate
Born to hate
Diluted in still water
Carrying my resentment
Taking turns of a broken conscience
Grip the barrel
Tie the noose
Point a finger
Loose a fool
In the passing of time
Bound to be forgotten
I've made my final choice
I'll wait for you in hell
This is not what dreams are made of
And I'm starting to hope, that I never find the way out
Set foot in the dark
Where the torns from all my pain
Chokes me when I close my eyes
Left behind
To never see the day
I'll wait for you in hell
Cypher in a fever dream
Force yourself to believe
What you used to be
Counting days
Burning phase
I hope it never gets better
A complete disservice
Gravitated on my downward spiral
Lemniscate
Born to hate
Diluted in still water
Carrying my resentment
Taking turns of a broken conscience
Grip the barrel
Tie the noose
Point a finger
Loose a fool
A glistening sight
I want to feel
I'm on the verge of losing myself
When not even my ghost
Can't feel a thing
Causing pain
By thought of living, my own sanity
Lucid dreaming
Flourished to nourish mirage in heavy downpour
What keeps you bothered at night
An image in a blur
Not a single aid in sight
It's all background noise
Nothing else matters for me
Counting days
Burning phase
I hope it never gets better
A complete disservice
Gravitated on my downward spiral
Lemniscate
Born to hate
Diluted in still water
Carrying my resentment
Taking turns of a broken conscience
Grip the barrel
Tie the noose
Point a finger
Loose a fool
In the passing of time
Bound to be forgotten
I've made my final choice
I'll wait for you in hell
This is not what dreams are made of
And I'm starting to hope, that I never find the way out
Set foot in the dark
Where the torns from all my pain
Chokes me when I close my eyes
Left behind
To never see the day
I'll wait for you in hell
Credits
Writer(s): Enrique Mangila
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