Impostor Syndrome IcyDaRabbit

Cover me in the camo, Stock me up on the ammo
Burning up these candles, Cannot do this, I can’t handle
I'm okay? I think so? Take the switch, Nintendo
Snipe them down from the window, Don’t deserve, imposter syndrome
I won’t do what they will say, My minds been ringing all day
I got the weapon I will slay, Take the taste of my melee
Digging down from the roots, Cock it back and I will shoot
What the hell am I supposed to do, When I’m feeling fake down from the shoe, yea

Feels like my reflection and I have been swapping places
Ever since I felt this way I been needing spaces
I’ve been feeling low while my brain is under maintenance
And trust me when I say this but I really fucking hate this

I’m a soldier on a mission, Got the box full of tissues
I can’t solve all my issues, That's why I can never ditch you
Need to rise from my knees, yea
And Get up on my feet , yea
Catch up on some sleep, yea
I haven’t slept in a week, yea

All these silhouettes and ghost keep on staring at me
All these mannequins keep On dancing to the melody
I can taste the blood of the dead growing on my teeth
I can’t help it when a fake reality is all I see
All these silhouettes and ghost keep on staring at me
All these mannequins keep On dancing to the melody
I can taste the blood of the dead growing on my teeth
I can’t help it when a fake reality is all I see