Healer & Assailant

[Verse 1: Airospace]
Yo, I was standing in the shower with the porn on
Trying to figure who wants the dick without my shirt on
Awful made me slash my fuckin wrists when the flow's gone
Then I lay lonely on my back until my mom comes back
And I been writing in my head when the door's off
So I never know who walks in when the phone song
Is blaring off the fucking hook like every time I need to look
I know my mind is fuckin shook, and my home's wrong
If I could sit back and adapt so what I know is bomb
Then when the clock ticks off the rock and then my head's a 44 and these
Blisters on my heart are more like old sores
What calm me is the infectious prophet storm absorbed by a known whore so the
Peel in her pocket was only be expected
And when the next comes around we will probably s'pect it
And when she yells at you super saiyan is out of the question
You take the heart and cock back, and teach her a lesson it goes

[Chorus: Airospace]
I really wanna fall in love right now
But I know you don't get it
Maybe I'm projecting what's wrong with me right now
Fuck, I think that I said it
Well the truth can be abuse if you run away right now
And it seems that you get it
What the fuck I'm tryna say plastered shut right now but hold on
Sure you won't let me, well

[Verse 2: Airospace]
I'm sure she fucked a guy when she was lost in Vegas
I'm sure I fucked a bitch when I while I was sober and shameless
Then again I'm almost positive that this talking is aimless
When all the while this fucking smile is something lost in attaining
And I don't need a fucking while because these walls are painted
How does one just suicide so I can walk relentless
Have you blown my brain [?] the fences
Since your entire life is a game and your heart is my sentence
Shack the repentance the construct of shit luck fuck tucked and then ended
Since I never had the intention of a remaining incentive
I could barely detect it, in fact I'm defective
A barely stable blueprint from [?] this crop
Manufactured in '91 on intergalactic rock
Muted like my voice as an automatic shortstop
Which it should not like these words on force lock
Food for nostalgia in the stars wrapped in cocaine and Jameson on the rocks it goes

[Chorus: Airospace]
I don't really wanna fall in love right now
But I know that you get it
Maybe I'm not projecting what's wrong with me right now
Shit, well I'm glad that I said it
The lies could be the fuse if you run away right now
But it seems that you'll regret it
Well I'm offering tryna say that I should stop right now because
I'm sure you won't let me
Go