[Chorus: Aidan Ostby]
Little bloody stains in my eyes
Vessel breaking all of the time
Devil’s on the clock 9 to 5
Falling through the stairs while I climb
And I could tell that something wasn’t right
All that empty space on the horizon
If you can’t see a throne why even try?
Never did no drugs, maybe I should try some
In the name of what do I fight?
In the name of what do I fight?
[Verse 1: Swank]
I don’t need to change
Don’t think about it
See some shit so now I drink about it
(Fuck) Can’t sleep
4 AM, I see a figure
Think my life is over but he can’t deliver (Shit)
Sat through all my fuckin’ whispers
Telling me my life been caught up in a twister
I was flying in a circle
I was missing curfew when I had a curfew
If you think I curved you then I probably curved you
I ain’t really sorry baby girl I hurt you
I ain’t gonna rest ’til I fuckin’ drop dead
I been runnin’ outta options
Call me Vinny Checkers, never chill
I pop another pill to get up out my thoughts (Damn)
Life been really toxic, overrated
I don’t feel appreciated anymore
By people I thought it mattered, I don’t get it
I hated the shit I was singin’ before
In a loop, an inner circle
To follow up how to go out and go open these doors
Gotta get it, gotta go and relax
I never thought that I’d make it this far (Ayy)
Little bloody stains in my eyes
Vessel breaking all of the time
Devil’s on the clock 9 to 5
Falling through the stairs while I climb
And I could tell that something wasn’t right
All that empty space on the horizon
If you can’t see a throne why even try?
Never did no drugs, maybe I should try some
In the name of what do I fight?
In the name of what do I fight?
[Verse 1: Swank]
I don’t need to change
Don’t think about it
See some shit so now I drink about it
(Fuck) Can’t sleep
4 AM, I see a figure
Think my life is over but he can’t deliver (Shit)
Sat through all my fuckin’ whispers
Telling me my life been caught up in a twister
I was flying in a circle
I was missing curfew when I had a curfew
If you think I curved you then I probably curved you
I ain’t really sorry baby girl I hurt you
I ain’t gonna rest ’til I fuckin’ drop dead
I been runnin’ outta options
Call me Vinny Checkers, never chill
I pop another pill to get up out my thoughts (Damn)
Life been really toxic, overrated
I don’t feel appreciated anymore
By people I thought it mattered, I don’t get it
I hated the shit I was singin’ before
In a loop, an inner circle
To follow up how to go out and go open these doors
Gotta get it, gotta go and relax
I never thought that I’d make it this far (Ayy)
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