Warzone

Yo, I'm back in the booth, pen in my hand, venomous truth,

Lettin' it loose, heart on the line, broken and bruised.

You got me chasing the past like a shadow I can't catch,

It's like you lit the match, now I'm trapped in the aftermath.

Tryna stitch up my soul, but the thread's too thin,

Every word's like a weapon, cuttin' deeper within.

I gave you everything, my blood, my sweat, my tears,

Now I'm stuck replayin' all the echoes of the years.

You said it was love, but it's feelin' like a warzone,

Every call to your heart, another missed dial tone.