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i’m wearing all black clothes like a satanist
guess i could never be bros with a fatalist
and i could fight all light like a patriot
it’s getting two late now if you’re heating this
got my eyes on the floor, head stuck in the sky
now i’m wearing raf simons but it fit like calvin klein
wear my hair like steven sprouse, with the house to myself
loose cables one the table evil girls on the couch

mind spread across the field, call me ruud
can’t focus on myself can’t intrude
paranoia generation feeling cruel
fight myself i’m my own royal fool
always pressed but i never really act like it
pass a test but my razor got some blood on it
turn a page in a rage on what could’ve been
loss is gain, i’m a wraith doing evil sh-t
i just woke up from another f-cking fever dream
was running laps every day, i was losing sleep
everyone is happy, everything was chasing me
was paranoid the medication might be changing me
i know i’m wrong but the pain felt so good
was walking home wondering if i could
was loveless but you heard me on spotify
sh-ts dead, murder me in the summertime
i’m wearing all black clothes like a satanist
guess i could never be bros with a fatalist
and i could fight all light like a patriot
it’s getting two late now if you’re heating this
got my eyes on the floor, head stuck in the sky
now i’m wearing raf simons but it fit like calvin klein
wear my hair like steven sprouse, with the house to myself
loose cables one the table evil girls on the couch

the memories act like a coup
couldn’t delete any pics
i couldn’t throw away you
i only ran from this sh-t
i didn’t want to take pills
i felt so ill
now that i look back
i don’t want to fall down that hill again
yeah
i don’t want to fall down that hill again
i don’t want to fall down that hill again
i don’t want to fall down that hill again

i’m wearing all black clothes like a satanist
guess i could never be bros with a fatalist
and i could fight all light like a patriot
it’s getting two late now if you’re heating this
got my eyes on the floor, head stuck in the sky
now i’m wearing raf simons but it fit like calvin klein
wear my hair like steven sprouse, with the house to myself
loose cables one the table evil girls on the couch

i might take one last breath
i don’t need any help
i am become my death
i am become myself

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