weep for me, for i wither away

By Scrim

On runaway

Released on May 29, 2026

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[Intro]

(You did good, $lick)

(It's a smash)

(Lonely boy)


[Verse 1]

Percocet demon, I'm crackin' the cement, I'm booted up

Forever I'm grievin', unbury my secrets to shoot 'em up

My idol was fiends, it became my dream to shoot it up

Hide them motives with love, it's gettin' real tough to know who is what

First born of my daddy, I'm holdin' my brother 'cause nobody held me

Went full Makavellian when I realized that nobody gone help me

Was a long road to Heaven, but it done got longer the more I got wеalthy

I got some free pills and my therapist fuck me likе Jennifer Melfi

When these muh'fucker's gon' learn?

I'm breakin' all of the terms

Dead family and homies infectin' my spirit, my studio filled up with urns

My loved ones stay filled with concern

I'm way too far gone to return

Probably get to the gates to get told to my face, "I'm sorry, but you gotta..."


[Chorus]

Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn


[Verse 2]

Abandonment shawty, the world is not for me, I do not belong

Emptiness in my eyes, I'm a shell of a body, my soul fuckin' gone

Hop out that muh'fuckin'

Hop out that muh'fuckin' turbo

Pop on that Molly then pop out my body, my lungs smokin' like an inferno

Thought I was fuckin' an angel, turn out that bitch just a Virgo

Nine on me like my name Burrow

My brother, we shoot like the Herro's

I stare death in the face while I'm tauntin' the Reaper, I blow 'em a kiss

Startin' to fuck with my faith, every time she get pregnant, God take away my kid

They say, "Look what you did!" but I'm not too big on takin' shit in

I done lost count of the people that I call my brothers that couldn't fuckin' wait to betray me

I done lost count of the money I gave, even though that I know that they schemin' to play me

I done lost count of how many times they done gaslight me and havin' me think that I'm crazy

I done lost count of the sacrifices and the things that I miss just for them to be lazy

I'm on Fuck You time right now, yeah, let's muh'fuckin' talk 'bout it

They yappin' like paraplegics, why? 'Cause they never walk out it

Heart the shape of a narcotic

Ain't no choosin' my road, my road done been chose, so gone take the fork out it


[Chorus]

Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn

Burn


[Outro]

I'm thinkin' 'bout

I'm thinkin' 'bout, uh

This invitation, you know, when I first came in

You know, it, it would, the thing that got me this time is I wasn't really, like, I told you I wasn't reading scriptures, I was just kinda goin' to adoration church and usin' their showers and eatin' their hot dogs

We used throw these barbecues and watch Notre Dame games, meet all these monks

And, um

It just felt like

I don't know, it felt like a

It felt like a, like, like a clique, you know?

You're just hangin' out with, it's like a block party or somethin'

With all these monks

It was mad weird, but

I was up in Santa Ynez, just kind of block partying with these monks

And it just felt like I was invited

There was like this invitation

You know, "Come live out what you're meant to be, son"

You know, "Come with us"

God meant you to be somethin', he meant you to be a

A Christian man, you know?

Not like this docile, sanitized corporate thing, or

You know, go make the, go make the whatever

I used to be like this weird corporate racehorse for a long time

And then I blew that all up and then I wound up in the wilderness like the wounded animal in this parking lot and these dudes brought me in, they're like

"Come on, bro, you're invited to the party"

And it didn't, they weren't like asking me what I ought to be or what I, you know

What I ought to do to become a better man or somethin' like that

It was like, it was more like, "Hey, man"

They weren't asking me like what I did wrong or nothing like that

They weren't asking me any of those questions

They were asking me questions like, "What makes you feel alive, dude?"

You know, "What stirs your heart up?"