They Told my brain another lie
Wonder why I feel nothing
When I wake up
Numb inside
I've been face down
Face down
I'm brushing off all of the dust on
My textile
It's my Style
Don't talk much
Face down yeah
So low when I feel solo
Been this way since a teen
Tense with high anxiety
Emotions wildin'
Need a sense of f*cking symmetry
In the cemetery really scary
But a safe space
To speak rage and kill a memory
Can't remember anything since a kid
Wonder why I did the things I did,
Since six Ive been f*cked up in the head
Wonder how the hell to start if I can't see an end
Will I bend and break
This his deepfake that I've made, I've trained
To be a toxic trait
Instill my fangs
Sunken deep into your veins Watch venom seep into a blood stream
On the concrete
Break heart galore,
To heal this pain I must hurt Worse before
Heads off the floor
Face down
I'm brushing off all of the dust on My textile
It's my Style don't talk much Face down, yeah
Dont wanna talk
Don't need to talk
So it's
Face down since a teen
High anxiety
Levels wildin'
Need a sense of f*cking symmetry
In the cemetery really scary
But a safe space
To speak rage, and kill a memory