White Hell

[Verse 1: LUCIDD]
Simple stupid face that everybody makes
Everybody makes, but everybody fakes it
I feel like I’m the only person living in this world
A map that’s crumpled up and turns my mind into a swirl
A white reality that is geometrically wiped
The shapes are 2 dimensions but everything else is spliced
Like a glitch in a world that shouldn’t at all exist
Maybe I am in a coma, or I am next on the list
I can’t remember the last time I went to sleep
But the last time that I smoked was 1993
Maybе I am just on some psilocybin or some acid
But all I see is white, and thе colors, they would be clashin’
So I start travelling down the same road
The ground has the same texture as play-doh
I don’t really understand anything here
White hell
Nobody’s here, nobody’s with me
The air is cold, it smells sour and fishy
There’s 4 dimensions to this shit, I’m heavy
White hell
There’s numbers lining the walls, there are voices
They told me I got here ‘cause of a coin flip
A 50/50 and I had to join them
White hell
They say I have to stay calm and collective
The mirrored walls, I see my own reflection
My death unrendered, descended to never
White hell

[Verse 2: Wyntyrr]
(The last thing I remember from the reality I was in was falling down and ending up in this white hell, the fuck is this?)

Noclipped out of reality
Now trapped within this gallery
In this place, the gods shall hear ye
Not, no crying or saddened screams

Still questioning what happened, I
Looked at the walls, saw that inside
Which lured me in, now trapped in white
I fell, not what I had in mind

Avoid the void devoid of voices
Avoid the void, the void where boys sing
The noise annoys, destroys you, the point is
Ignore, don’t join

At a dead end without an end and
Had I died and did it not render?
Heading to death in the depths, never
To be mended

Avoid this void devoid of joy, I’m
A toy the voices poison and boil
Decoys the void employed, they’re loyal
To it

Demented and headed down to
The dense sad hell, destined for the
End now that I had edited
It in the head

A void then avoided, the voice dead
At void’s end, the noise, it devoid and
A boy tested void’s depth with toys, headed
Down to me