Eyce - Dust InsIde of Me Lyrics

Exhausted, on my knees, holding life with a knife, I'm just a tease
One of the busy bees with debt to pay
These daily fees are going to keeping raging seas at bay
I should be dead, or at least missing my head
I mean, geez. How the hell can I still use beats?
Can you tell I missed this a bit?

Don't let me keep this, a secret known only between us three
I hear ho so much I want to heave
All I have is written on my sleeves
Roll with punches until they are empty as t's without crosses
Beyond nauseous, I take the L before inquiry
This disease is worsening, and I'm in need of the remedy
I know not the questions I ask, only the answers I wish to receive
I grab the cherry on top and then I leave
No one will wonder what is underneath
I guess I have the bob, but not the weave
I wonder what I am trying to conceive
Is this for you or just for me?
It's so very hard to make believe when it's yourself you can't deceive
I want the tree just for the leaves
I'm afraid I won't be in the lead
I say I all the time like I'm in need of one, and I'm tripping too much from greed
I forgot there's no I in team

Am I on the sideline or far from the green?
This is rough
Hate being seen as a f*cking scene kid from KC
The lonely stoner who can't smoke weed
All I want is to feed on your energy
I try to give back laying seeds
I can't see the growth or anything
You walk in and I R.I.P

Everyday I look for a seat to die in while I'm dying to release
The lease is up. I'm scared as f*ck of the future without my pup
I can't wash the grease from the drink in my cup
I cry, so what? I die, so what? I can't do it, so I run
What do I want? Everything, nothing
And then some, to be a runt, to be a king, or whatever is most beneficial while I'm me
I know too much. It's not enough
I'm a free f*cking man locked in cuffs
Yes, the key, it costs a bunch
The one thing that can save me is my crutch
What's the fuss? You breath in dust
I am the one who must learn to trust
Be saved, I must
Escape the clutches of the duchess of death or bust
Encased in rust, the rain, the fear, the pain
Even a touch can spark the lust
Where is the cusp?
If I take another step will I be crushed?
Where's my hunch?
On my back, I know I'm such and such
A number crunch would be nice
But I couldn't handle knowing I cut you
Handle in my hand
I have no handles with these hands
Every plan I have turns to sand
I'm feeling stones in my bones
Is this to keep or leave it all alone?
Are you a man?
You are unknown
You are by my side, but are we home?
I don't know
I don't know anything at all