damascus Lyrics

Attachment style avoidant

If you pass it I might hold it in

I don't annoy you but it's coy the way I'm folding in

I love to love but if I make it I'll destroy it

Been toying with imagination

Dissociating now I fucked up the rotation my bad

I felt a jab called it sharp inhalation

Irritation gnawing at the back of the head

I meant I what said

Maybe I should the fuck up

I not a poet, I just cut the fuck up

I only rap to hear my voice

I like the sound can you turn me up

Act like jester when there's royalty around baby burn me up

Match the energy need an enemy

Sentence me to a little death coming back

Sentient with a little less respect

Center me

I need attention, need the pressure

Need you pressing on my neck real gently

Attachment style anxious fuck

If I can win then I can run outta luck

This can't be real and if it is you took a deal and you stuck

Sell me on it what's the flip to be up

Tell me if you wanna dip I am stick in the mud

Attachment style fearful and disorganized

Even when you tell the truth I bet it's sorta lies

Devil in details everyone's an advocate

Everything they tell you baby don't know the half of it

Trust issues

They want you to shrink your concern

You outta listen to us voices we think you can learn

And never feel this again baby let it go let it go

Every single ending is inevitable