Holding on wishing for better days

Exhaling tendencies I couldn’t take

For years and years I’ve tried to hide away

It’s getting harder when I’m being fake

Nothing lasts ‘cause this is give and take

Berry banana back in stormy lake

Fantasies are drawn like broken shades

Damn all I need is to take a break

Tell me now how was your birthday?

Remember mine?

I woke you texted me

On my own and I’m not hoping to be more than you

I just like to watch your hands shake

Much morе than a simple headache

Crisis modе in the middle of an earthquake

Out of options with no clear way to escape all the pain

7.03 was my birthweight and if you want to know my birth place

London but I’m not telling you my birthdate

The worst days keep getting worse and worse

It’s safe to say that I have been on a deep search

Embrace the fact that it was so church

Counting my blessings

I know I did my research

Sold all my things

Didn’t second guess decisions I made

Travelled the country just to return

Feeling nauseous again

Lost within these midnight hymns

Put yourself in my position then imagine the pain and be consumed by it

Feeling like a fuckin’ silhouette of a product of a project

A kid that never felt respected by himself so he neglected all he could to feel protected from the curse of the infection