Everythings in limbo
Your shoulders too narrow for me
Gone like the smoke from a cigarette
We don't have to go far
Fast cars and the streetlights in my head
Stars and telescopes won't tell me shit
I know the city, it's me
I know the city like the back of my hand
Like the back of my hand i can tell where I'll dead
Every time we take xans we don't know when the night ends
Reckless, can't tell where ill lay dead
Everything's in limbo
Your shoulders too narrow for me
Gone like the smoke from a cigarette
We don't have to go far
Fast cars and the streetlights in my head
Stars and telescopes won't tell me shit
I know the city, it's me
I know the city like the back of my hand
Save the churchgoers they consumed by the devil
Drowning not truly knowing the bible, this the manual
Look at my face
Do you see peace?
This shit took years
Going through it, filling pieces
No one feels like home and I can never leave
Fill my place with leaves so that I got space to breathe
Boutta
Buy myself a fucking full length mirror
Blank stare and start screaming at it louder, louder, louder, like
What's wrong
Tell me what's wrong
Tell me what's wrong
What am I doing wrong? What's wrongdoing?
If I just close my eyes would you please come and save me?