Horizon

[Hook - JC Assassin]
Realizing I'm at the horizon
Not crying, simply providing
After all my advising, you're in silence
Making me go violent, I'm at the horizon...

[Verse 1 - VinylZombie_MCR]
It’s been a few days, maybe three or four
To be exact it’s been a hundred forty-eight hours
Maybe it’s the rule of three getting me back for my hex
But I can’t take you not answering my texts
Feelin' like I’m sweatin' but my AC’s on
I was gonna show at your door, but instead I wrote this song
I should’ve been your Lolita, not your Annabel Lee
I have twenty-twenty but you’re one thing I haven’t seen
Been listening to MCR, you’re giving me hell, kid
I’m on desolation row, yeah, feeling abandoned
Constantly panicking, a fever I can’t sweat out
You’re the intravenal I can’t live without
Coming down from the high, falling down from the clouds
I know I sound emo but I’m just thinking out loud
Like Taylor, gonna come clean, I’ve smashed maybe three vases
But what do you expect when you won’t run the bases?
B-banged my head against the wall, better call that Grande Ari
Slashed all the tires on your brand-new red Ferrari
You know, I feel bad but I can’t say I’m sorry
Because you signed up for this when you blew me off, darling

[Hook - JC Assassin]
Realizing I'm at the horizon
Not crying, simply providing
After all my advising, you're in silence
Making me go violent, I'm at the horizon...

[Bridge - JC Assassin]
Surprising, we were mesmerizing, trying
Now you making me go crazy like The Shining
Anti, anti, anti, who the fuck is this is your friend list?
I gotta really do something, I'm about to end this!

[Verse 2 - JC Assassin]
When I first met you, you was pushing foreign cars
Used to park whips at the boulevard
New fur coat, plus that coat of arms
Now niggas round here saying that we grown apart
Now you ain’t answering the DM’s?
Now you can’t tell me you can’t see them
It said read yesterday, yeah, what’s the word at?
Texting you all fucking day, still ain’t heard back!
Who you fucking? Whose baby you gonna bring back
If you bringing a baby, you better bring that ring back
Cut all the portraits, cut your Porsche, you and that guy is corpses
Made me think I was important, exporting a portion
Polygraph if you cheating, you get a body bag
I hope you know I hate you and thinking bout you make me insomniac
You still haven’t answered, no matter, your brains are scattered
Next time he see you, it’s “we been gathered”, and even then, it’s a hazard!

[Hook - JC Assassin]
Realizing I'm at the horizon
Not crying, simply providing
After all my advising, you're in silence
Making me go violent, I'm at the horizon...