Squishy Caterpillars Riding On Bullets

[Introduction]
Istasha, this shit fuckin' sucks

[Verse 1]
Under trees, I could lay, no shade
I feel like Apollo but I feel no pain
Prolly I'm a dummy, no mannequin but I cannot shift anything, on the minute I could change my name
No
Witch that could phase my brain
Back with the shackles, strapped, untamed
All up in the cut like it’s bad blood
Buds are bad crop, brain rot like I got bad strain
Huh

[Chorus]
Ghost, leave the scene
Go burrow down in debris
No control, no receipt
No buyback, drift with the leaves
In my hell, forty feet
No cover deep undersea
Never sleep, leave my face
Live in my space, I paint opaque

[Verse 2]
Ice cold, bitten like a revved-up pit bull
I go hidden like a debt never paid for
Hollow face stay marked, no sigil
I could play my part, no vigil
Hooked up, taken by the breath like a dead bug
With the baggage, I'm a vet on the red rug
Hall of fame lay tame, residual
Sever connections, affection, forget 'em all

[Chorus]
Ghost, leave the scene
Go burrow down in debris
No control, no receipt
No buyback, drift with the leaves
In my hell, forty feet
No cover deep undersea
Never sleep, leave my face
Live in my space, I paint opaque

[Chorus]
Ghost, leave the scene
Go burrow down in debris
No control, no receipt
No buyback, drift with the leaves
In my hell, forty feet
No cover deep undersea
Never sleep, leave my face
Live in my space, I paint opaque