Released on December 21, 2017

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VERSE

I've been thinkin bout some things from the past

Don't know what anxiety is but how long does it last

I done scratched the last of my ash off this rash

I'm one eye lash away before my wrist get the slash

I'm on the cusp bout to bust overthinking on stupid stuff

No lust in my blood just love I need that human touch

My trust is ruined think I'm screwin call my bluff

Just had a reunion with a gun that flashed the sun

I'm self medicating going crazy I got murder premeditating

Another failing momma's baby raiding your neighborhood Mercedes

Stealing whatever I get my hands on lately

Trichotillomania it's fuckin frustrating

We talkin life!

My vertebrae serrated like a knife

So if you stab me in the back I'll stick ya twice

Precise when I sacrifice your head should suffice

If you wanna roll the dice I'm drivin my bettin price up to new heights

CHORUS

We all face demons that's why I make friends with my shadow

We keep walking in herds though the walls are getting narrow

We all face demons that's why I make friends with my shadow

We keep walking in herds though the walls are getting narrow

I've been thinkin bout some things from the past

Don't know what anxiety is but how long does it last

I done scratched the last of my ash off this rash

I'm one eye lash away before my wrist get the slash

VERSE

Maybe if Os/wald got the same lawyers as Simpson

He'd be ridin freely sippin green tea serotonin

I always got the juice! But for now I'm locked in motion

I'ma cynic in my division quality the quotient

Boastin an over average savage status I had dis ground broken

But there's something bout a bitch I been knowin

I'ma hit the lead to his head then I'm coastin

Eagle spread off a ledge quantity in potion

I got what you need!

Destroy enemy Jeeps, I'ma reap

If you in the trenches mortars reachin deep

Breech every leech this is World War three

Got the opposing teams hangin from a tree

Lately I'm on edge, bitin my fingers tips to the bed now I've bled

My mental state is stuffed with waste I wish I could be dead

But instead I'm decaying in my own flesh

No texts getting read then what's next you can't digest

CHORUS