Lyrics

Woke up with a better mindset I guess I'm used to tasting bitterness on top of my tongue Slowly feeling dead as the time gets violent This time of year, the weathers usually stopping my lungs Houston I think we got a problem I'm seeing loose ends In the bottom of bottles If I see Cupid He ain't seeing tomorrow You know the truth, is a pill even you couldn't swallow Neck deep Suffocating canine dressed as a black sheep My instincts scream you're lost Less sleep Every night I just say my grace I pray I dont wake up to someone else in a box Every night I wake up to seeing a pair of eyes On my chest tryna send a message to paradise Feel the pressure and measure whether I'm paralyzed Bury me deep in treasure know I never was scared to die Move toward your fortress when the rain still pours Life's rather tragic when the sea dries Syphon your magic while the moon takes form I live in agony to kill time Houston I think we got a problem I'm seeing loose ends In the bottom of bottles If I see Cupid He ain't seeing tomorrow You know the truth, is a pill even you couldn't swallow
Writer(s): Leo Bates Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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