Orion

By TILFALL

On orion

Released on March 8, 2020

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[Verse 1]

If I cared about some money I would hit you up and waste all it

Love itself a sin and I hate sinning

Death comes in 8s 8 tracks so we spin it

A rare amount of love got no faith in it

I'm too into it to just skim through it

I will fall forward inside a blank movement

The love ain’t true cause you and Cupid attending my funeral

You told me I’d jump off a bridge when my friends do it

And put my end to it

Rip through it

Fell in love with the rain certain, furious anger with

Those who know me just tryna burst my bubble

Mother struggle putting her end to it

Can’t hurt the weak with a threat

Extroverted standing extra nervous

Nervously I’m gon send you vids of the Jeep

She like the second person this week

I thought was the second coming

And locking up my death in a knot of twenties and tens

And bet on the weapon I step in a lot

You read my messages and show no pity

No ditties attesting bigger scenes of god on the rock

I’m sick of the lots, you see me you see it pop

The prescriptions left a mess so I put em inside a box

With the shit that I never touch

You did it to me, I never rushed it at all

Yeah


[Verse 2]

Swear y’all told me I'm a king, then you told me I'm a kid

Then you told me I’m the one but still I am afraid

Then you told me I'm a phony, I'm a lame

I'm the man, I'm the opp, I'm the homie

Bro, holy I'm amazed

I'm the water walker, never round unless the party start

Shorty, I done turned the water to the wine

I'm the martyrs daughter, the art of god

I'm a party starter, I could heal the unholy on a way

Piece of my mind and I’m yelling and screaming wishes

And something sicker it’s in the air which is growing thinner

So I pray, you pray for me my sister, at least a wish

But you couldn't, you wouldn't ever

You better, you never know

Cause We will not win

You will not pass

Unless you put the holy water in a shot glass

Sip, From the Loch Ness, Hand inside on the roof on the cold glass

Let the noose loose and the chair rock past


[Outro]

We are not friends. And I still love you

You are locked in. And I will not bleed for you in the cold rubble

I will not play games with you

For the greatest soap does nothing for a popped bubble