STATIC II Video (MV)

My soul is split with soul intent
Intended to be honest as an artist with how hard it gets
But honestly my art is harder with how hard art is
And art is getting harder when you got a heart that drips
Reversing to the dark days
Abuse can lead to many minds reverting to a dark place
I'm bleeding to remember how I used to find a safe space
But now I'm torn between being a demon being, treasonous
And being hailed as evil
It's easy to be so devious,
Bet on red when it's easiest
But when it lands on black,
Better pack your bags, and then leave it
I'm gearing up for the season
Return of abysmal reasons
That leave you reasoning evil
Is why Abyss is a demon
I better be better battling battle born bohemians
Before I break I'm better of batting a bunt, believe me it's-
Terrible tearing tapestries tapered with tears and hearing this
Knowing no-one will know that the core had been severed previous
(My mind left)
Now I'm all on my own,
Only so far to go when nobody picks up the phone
And then you answer it dare to pick a fight with the static
And now you're acting erratic,
And now you pick up a habit,
And now you're smoking some crack or you're blaring bass in the attic
Basically wasting away while you wonder "how did it happen"
That's how it happens, and the only one to fix it is you
So pick the pieces up before the gat is under your tooth