Grave.

By Habition

Released on January 23, 2018

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[Intro]

I always feel like such a hypocrite

I mean, I tell people to love themselves, ‘cause I love everyone around me so much

But I look at myself and i see all these fuckin’ monsters inside of me

And I just can’t get them out

But I’ll keep trying. Every day

Until the day I die

Whenever that is


[Verse I]

When she looks at me, the world spins in a blur beyond my eyes

And it haunts me every night, those whispers crawling down my spine

But still I crawl back to the loss those pretty eyes send through my soul

I find myself trying to remember how your clothes smelled as I roll

Another blunt to fuck my memories and give me some release

Fade into the next dimension where I finally find some peace

You can try to pull me back up from the mud that coats my heart

But everyday I just re-enter vicious cycles, end to start


[Verse II]

Don’t you worry ‘bout me baby, this is all I’ve ever known

Trying hard to dig myself out of the grave I dug alone

My hands are blistered from the shovel pushing deep into the ground

As my whole future falls to pieces and I never come around

To understanding why I can’t just feel the normalcy I see

In every face and life around me, hoping something gets to me

Before sadness pushes me off of the cliff to a sheer drop

God I hope the world falls down on me and makes this pain just stop