In front of my eyes, the smoke is foggy. I’m tryna find the way out but it’s not that easy. I feel trapped, I’m in the same place but I’m running like dying...
☽☽ The shoes on my feet, I bought 'em. The clothes I'm wearing, I bought 'em. The rock I'm rocking, I bought it. The house I live in, I bought it. The car I'm driving, I bought it. I depend on me
In front of my eyes, the smoke is foggy. I’m tryna find the way out but it’s not that easy. I feel trapped, I’m in the same place but I’m running like dying...
dear reader if it feels like a trap You're already in one Dear reader, get out your map Pick somewhere and just run Dear reader, burn all the files Desert all your past lives And if you don't recognize yourself That means you did it right Never take advice from someone who's falling apart