fracture Lyrics

The music the struggle

The things that we hide

I'm polished but somehow

I feel like I don't shine

I'm speaking to myself

But the devil on the line

These demons in my head

I gotta end the fight

At night I lay awake and promise

Myself I'm alright but I'm nauseous

Anxiety got locked up in my consciousness

Smoking gas yeah I'm trynna escape all of this

I can't focus I can't rest

I can't even feel my face

I wish that I could vanish

and not even leave fucking trace

Why am I making all this shit just to end up in a void

I'm too far into this just to have it all destroyed

The music the struggle

The things that we hide

I'm polished but somehow

I feel like I don't shine

I'm speaking to myself

But the devil on the line

These demons in my head

I gotta end the fight

What?

Don't you talk to me bout business

Fuck all that shit I need at least six digits

I'm smoking packs like it's fitness

Killing shit I got a hit list

Take my baby shopping

Just to cross some shit off of her wishlist

I shed blood I see red

Pockets blue pockets dead

Wrap it up plastic bag

I put poison in my head

It's in my head

It's in my head

It's in my head

Oh it's in my head

It's in my head

It's in my head