Desolate - Intellectual

[Verse 1: NoLxck]

Lately i've been feeling unmotivated

Like maybe a blade to the throat will make me feel better

But daily all my positive emotions been belated

Delayed

I been struggling laying in bed

So i've been writing tryna get up out my head

Tragedy strikes i'm like shit can i just be dead

Nah fuck it, nah fuck it

I don't wanna kick the bucket

I've been writing all this musicp

Why the fuck would i throw it away

Lemme get my fucking discography out the way

Lemme get a little older for i throw it down the drain

Turn the trash compactor on and just let it drip no pain

All these memories remain

Put the gun up to my head, fuck death i'll go insane

I'll take another life before i take my own

Because at the end of the day

Ain't nobody rely but i feel now i got soul

Empathy lacking but in my chest there's no hole

I just wanna go

Home

But I'm lost in the cold snow

And my torch is burning low