My Room, Pt. 2 Lyrics

A couple of hours pass

Towers collapsed

Innocence snatched

Slowly bled out

Conscious when the stars form strange shapes

Eyes like sprayed mace

Mind's paste

Go to bed Al

My heart burning so uncomfortable

Body tossing and turning too hot

Chest hurting

I put cake in a milkshake

Death flirting

Wow

We chasing the same high since 2017

Wild

Stupid the way you approach me in public

Still coming down after half a day head's buzzing

Mean mugging

Lean supplements seems something's

Off misanthropic tendencies

Time is the enemy or maybe I am

Lost in RPGs mocking an artist's plea

Waving his hands in the air begging to be free

Don't bother me if it ain't about preservation

Holding a conversation clearly you can see I'm not here

Daydreaming

Stay scheming

Tryna get outta this position

Mood swinging too frequent

Who needs it

Keep breathing

Even if it means nothing happens

Life spent stuck in traffic

Fuck rapping

Little interest me now grim stiff smile

Robes pile up in the corner scent sits sour

Adoring relics of the past remnants stick 'round

My room is a museum two tears parents spit foul

Careless spending cousin's wedding

Chair kick pending love's not mending

Spine is bending I'm remembering

Better times feather's shedding

Inside's tempting hands are sweating

What the fuck were you expecting

Tending to the city over bench sitting

Comfort settling

Living's chipping seconds ticking

Water's spinning barely swimming

Depression upsetting a fragile balance

Molasses action imprinted mattress

Few passions too taxing

New fragments moves lacking whose asking

Wade through sludge lost trust

Collect dust talk's cheap

Thousand faced shadow lurking

In the corner when my mind's at peace

Expunge progress made if it gets the best of me

Clock's always watching me

Distractions are a god to me

Don't pop it please

Longing for privacy

Hiding inside ivory

Light shining bright

Blind to see

Mire reaching out quietly

Close the door that's slightly creaked

Breathe in silently

This is all I need

Can't touch me

Can't function correctly if life rips me out the space prematurely

Give a fuck about your feelings

Stopping is something I can't deal with

You are killing independent George

Inner thoughts waging war with a broken sword

Half an oar against the raging river

Lungs are filling up quickly

What can you do with a minute

Existence is sinking

Staring at the ceiling

Unfamiliar feeling

Isolation's revealing

Nihilism is deep-seated

Lay in bed defeated