FreeWéye

Matter fact, bleeding like I need a fucking maxi pad
Super sad, Lucifer gon need to hold the laughter back
Who was that stab me in the spinal now I’m drawing blanks
Need a handkerchief to keep my eyes intact
Voices like black wax flying off the grooves
Did you choose me God did I choose you
Wake up from my dreams to real life is so lucid
Gotta act kind because life is so abusive
They say that I’m deluded, baby please elaborate
Enlighten me, cause dark is just a spectrum of shades
Let’s call a spade a spade, and maybe then we bury hatchets
God is a gem; many different facets
I used the crucifix like a crutch
The same way I used to use a Dutch to be blunt
You could call it a crux, either way I self destruct cause I ran out of luck, ran out of luck
Wtf?