angel dust Lyrics

If you think I'm stopping now, you're off that angel dust

Highlights out the gate, am I insane or what

Hard drive full of ideas and it can't corrupt

Chop it, flip it, fuck up everything I touch

Final only when I cut shit off

Cause lately I've been feeling like it ain't enough

Guess that's my disease, but all you see's disgust

Track got your face twisted, girl don't make me blush

She might crush it up, I'm rushing off

(I'm rushing off)

And if you still can't find me then I don't exist

Virtual experience

Don't get too attached to my face cause

I don't like how I'm looking in the mirror again

Disappear again

Take off with a crucifix

I can feel you in my skin

Lungs, chest, neck, and the space in the middle

Keep you at a distance, I'll be back in a little

If it's not real, so weak, so brittle

But I pick it right back up, I'm on it

If you think I'm stopping now, you're off that angel dust

Highlights out the gate, am I insane or what

Hard drive full of ideas and it can't corrupt

Chop it, flip it, fuck up everything I touch

Final only when I cut shit off

Cause lately I've been feeling like it ain't enough

Guess that's my disease, but all you see's

disgust

Track got your face twisted, girl don't make me blush

She might crush it up, I'm rushing off

(I'm rushing off)

Swear I can feel you crawling under my skin

Where the bugs used to live

(I'm rushing off)

Man, I miss that now and again

But I'm done with the same sad games

Let her play a little and it's going to my brain

Baby, I can see right through you

Why you taking off your clothes

X-rays on my chest said I could manage on my own

Cache all in my head of all the cash I've yet to grow

Leave me out your sneak diss

When we speak you're switching codes

I'm beyond your binary and time, I gotta go

If you think I'm stopping now, you're off that angel dust

Highlights out the gate, am I insane or what

Hard drive full of ideas and it can't corrupt

Chop it, flip it, fuck up everything I touch

Final only when I cut shit off

Cause lately I've been feeling like it ain't enough

Guess that's my disease, but all you see's

Disgust

Track got your face twisted, girl don't make me blush

She might crush it up, I'm rushing off

(I'm rushing off)