(Verse 1)
Suppose to tell you how I feel
Instead I'm holding the back the tears
From all the time I was in fear
Looking ghostly in the mirror
Mostly lonely with the pen
He's writing till there's nothing left
Talking like there's more of him
It's torture cause he's more then this
Sorted out the sorrowness
Replace it with the hollow tips
Grip it, aim it at the one who's missing
Think I got to pick
Chopping this or flaw with this
Clawing for the sharper flick
Sticking to the smaller hits
Ain't the best
I'll just rеst my vision Isn't clearer yet
Madе a couple mess
So the stress in my chest
Could be smoking threw my head
But I'm looking for the end
With the pen is getting to intense
For me to think about what happens next
Tested threw a couple courses
Writing Verses, calming all my nerves serving up no gourmet
Holding onto moments
Like the memories are golden
I'ma wanna be chosen
When It comes to being frozen
Imagine what is hopeless
Jumping out to scare my soul with
Power to the norm its Cowardice to know they quote it I just use it as the poison potion anyone really thinking
I'm the chosen
Pick and poke with all the jokes
On a loose goose chase with the moose
Set a noose watch him eat it like voodoo
Movement to the same cocoon
Soon enough I'll make the move
With the power formed inside the whomb
Playing with the tools
Ima fool go see a ghoul
Soulless but I'm made from a scorcher
Who betrays what was open
In a way don't you quote it
You'll just make more broken
I just take all the motions
That just say I'm just hopeless
Whatchu you think I don't hold it
Cold I know I choose this
Boasting boy, don't you do it what to ruin
Me and you are past this
Loosely fused to noises
That your fluently need to speak
Otherwise, ain't the geek to tell you why
I need you geez Loise
I ain't making moves
Take it cool
Suppose to tell you how I feel
Instead I'm holding the back the tears
From all the time I was in fear
Looking ghostly in the mirror
Mostly lonely with the pen
He's writing till there's nothing left
Talking like there's more of him
It's torture cause he's more then this
Sorted out the sorrowness
Replace it with the hollow tips
Grip it, aim it at the one who's missing
Think I got to pick
Chopping this or flaw with this
Clawing for the sharper flick
Sticking to the smaller hits
Ain't the best
I'll just rеst my vision Isn't clearer yet
Madе a couple mess
So the stress in my chest
Could be smoking threw my head
But I'm looking for the end
With the pen is getting to intense
For me to think about what happens next
Tested threw a couple courses
Writing Verses, calming all my nerves serving up no gourmet
Holding onto moments
Like the memories are golden
I'ma wanna be chosen
When It comes to being frozen
Imagine what is hopeless
Jumping out to scare my soul with
Power to the norm its Cowardice to know they quote it I just use it as the poison potion anyone really thinking
I'm the chosen
Pick and poke with all the jokes
On a loose goose chase with the moose
Set a noose watch him eat it like voodoo
Movement to the same cocoon
Soon enough I'll make the move
With the power formed inside the whomb
Playing with the tools
Ima fool go see a ghoul
Soulless but I'm made from a scorcher
Who betrays what was open
In a way don't you quote it
You'll just make more broken
I just take all the motions
That just say I'm just hopeless
Whatchu you think I don't hold it
Cold I know I choose this
Boasting boy, don't you do it what to ruin
Me and you are past this
Loosely fused to noises
That your fluently need to speak
Otherwise, ain't the geek to tell you why
I need you geez Loise
I ain't making moves
Take it cool
( G390 )
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