[Chorus]

The ceiling everything, my shield (sunlight?)

The hurtful rays whisper when I yield (moonlight?)

I've ran a distance in my mental (in my mental)

I've got my fingers gripping metal

Someone save me from myself now

Never take control of hell fire

Someone save me from myself now

Never take control of hell fire

[Verse: nAvvvi]

Mind's a hurricane, I'm constant in the eye

Drag a cigarette to understand the vibe

My anxiety be killing off the cells

As I sit and wonder cubical trapped parallels

Tell me why I'm trapped inside this pathetic little mind

While everyone around me just stay look, climbing up the vine

Pressing for a booster but we stuck inside a fuckin' loser

Now I call upon the rooster, please awaken every snoozer

[Chorus]

The ceiling everything, my shield (sunlight?)

The hurtful rays whisper when I yield (moonlight?)

I've ran a distance in my mental (in my mental)

I've got my fingers gripping metal

Someone save me from myself now

Never take control of hell fire

Someone save me from myself now

Never take control of hell fire

[Verse: Saint Sleep]

Don't want me, don't water me, I don't need to grow

Tearing your eyes out

Making them watch missing my legs but I walk

Teeth in a jar and they talk

Mutilate me, don't watch, feel like lately you don't wanna scream

Got the same body parts why-

Rip your chords out

And I use them just to play the benny hill theme

Think I'm bored now

Sick of playing with your brains like mince meat

In the center of a twister

Try to grab my face but I get blisters

Work of fiction

Distant from the real thing

[Chorus]

The ceiling everything, my shield (sunlight?)

The hurtful rays whisper when I yield (moonlight?)

I've ran a distance in my mental (in my mental)

I've got my fingers gripping metal

Someone save me from myself now

Never take control of hell fire

Someone save me from myself now

Never take control of hell fire

[Outro: nAvvvi]

I've been a static prop, you been a ecstatic, pop

You're just a addict, top, now that's how you end up shot

I bet you, i bet you barely even think about it

I bet you, i bet you never even speak about it

On the track three imes, moving like a blur

What she need? what she need? yea, Kickstarter

Am I worth the trouble, do I need the follower?

Used to be alleged mini excommunicator