Summon

God I’m on hold I seem different cause I'm worn
I’ve been running out gold
I can’t summon with these bones yah
God I’m not bored I keep grinning through the storm
Man I like it when it pours
Fuck I’m stranded from the source yah

They must see it just wasn’t meant to be
Ill just cite another curse and then I’m ducking out the scene yah
I’m obscene it’s another prophecy
I remember all the moments when I wasn’t meant to be

I’ve been turning in my grave I don’t care about these raves
Shе’s unfolding to a mold of a clone on the stove yah
I don’t think it’s grеat I’ve been feeling a lil grey I’ve been pleading with the state that’s got me fucked up in my veins yah

Strings will bring you up the stream
They pull you into what you need
These ghosts these heathens that you seek
They’re all around these things you bleed yah

This spite invites the endless nights
We try to climb but fall from heights
Just stay
Please pray
Just hang with me
Restrain my veins
They drain for free