Released on September 12, 2020

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[Verse 1]

0.2, tube gone through the veins

With balloons strung up like bombs to inflate

That exact second was involved in defame

The whole time coming, you a moth to the flame

Or I was, attraction to a false prophecy

Unseen eyes tried to keep watching me

Grandmother's cancer, had lost ovaries

Kinda wish you did too so you'd halt properly

The child raised the grown, grown still hasn't prospered

But the child's been primed for the paint leaking off her

Fuck it, constant torment from all sides

Whore meant to show then encouragе them fall by

I don't remain when advеrsities arise

Move like eviction, I'm too fine to stock mine

Don't bowl near the gutter if you can't handle lost time

You go for a strike, but can't strike when you're online


[Bridge]

Ballad of the "I'm so fucking through with all the lies"

Of the "I don't give a single fuck if y'all can't realize

That all the shit that I have been through has been under a disguise

Swept under the rug, then pulled right from out your eyes"


[Verse 2]

Admit that you unconsciously accept that your demise

Is imminent, unstoppable, and almost realized

I've seen you in person, but it felt like I was blind

Life seems like it's a chore to you, new drugs to see you by

No reactions, its personally you, don't blame the scapegoat

Suicidal maniac composed pain in rainbows

Okay, computer stolen from Kid A through E to make holes

Fill with more money like a governmental payphone

Cash cow a fat cow, sow cracked to blackout

Smackdown, laugh out loud, tap the rack mouth

Broken since release, day one patch wasn't passed out

Can't get ahead 'cause your head's on some assclown's

Mad for the last gown, pad's fucking wacked out

Swing and fucking missed, but one jab and you tap out

Wing Span small, but that span captures rats

How the hell you let this happen? Why the fuck can't you back down


[Bridge]

Ballad of the "shut the fuck up, I'm on the phone"

Of the "notice me not being noticed 'cause I'm on my own"

Of the "everyone has left me because they're pieces of shit

And I'm the only person who knows what's correct and what is wrong"


[Verse 3]

Pen chrome, lend hoes that

Fend prone, don't get chrome back

Mat when perceived not be all bad

Then get fucked over, regret all that

Actions have consequences, you forget all that?

The people you rely on can't get all that

Kids raised to raise raised, rays send all back

No reflections, only shadows, you can't bend all that

Wouldn't flourish without a presence, so you gave the gift of life

To people who didn't ask to have conditions on their rights

Normalcy averted, success of every type

Except for reasoning, stuck walking in to fire fights with knifes

To get stabbed in the back by people I admire, next

Timings dire, I require iodine and X

By the fire, scorch earth, burn whatever the fuck is left

Leave no traces that you would've ever had neglect


[Outro]

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