Echolalia

[Hook]
You were doing good for a bit
Now you gotta fuck it up one more time
Every day you sit, nice clock on the wall
Throwing daggers with your lens throwing fits till it's bout nine
How a kid gonna live like this
Let you suffer for a minute just to catch dimes
Now this shit's full circle
There's no point in running laps when I lack spine
That's right, that's right

[Verse 1]
All my revolutions similar
Circle round the years locked on planet like a prisoner
Nothing particular can help me out from here, nah
Chilling hopeless in the low end thru the years , yea
Thru the motions forge a pattern for a ladder to a better place
The landing pad is always moving never stops on second base
Nothing pauses for a second
Need a little bit of time, just to count all my breaths

[Bridge]
I am a god in my own mind
Caring for a world in the heart of a gold mine
Reap the benefits of plagues try to hold vines
Growing for a second, then it stops just to scold my-
-self
Degrading for my health
Decay's the only constant in the loop, a bitter hell
The clock, it get's louder every bit the ticks swell
Fuck

This is infinity and more for me
The void is fucking massive, time to pray and hoard a rosary
Looking for a book or notes a little for a wooden quote
A little just some hope for me
Fuck

[Verse 2]
I won't take no for an answer
Push me off the ledge, bitch you better hold my hand first
Tick-tocks go but I won't let control me
Shit's nothing but lie just a console me
I'll find my role in this land
I'm not another arm to move in 60 bits of sand
It's a mess
I'll make it out of this town
I promise kid
I've got no fucking clue how, fuck

[Hook]
You were doing good for a bit
Now you gotta fuck it up one more time
Every day you sit, nice clock on the wall
Throwing daggers with your lens throwing fits till it's bout nine
How a kid gonna live like this
Let you suffer for a minute just to catch dimes
Now this shit's full circle
There's no point in running laps when i lack spine
That's right, that's right