Empty

Reality's so tiring, misfit

Seek casualty 'til fires breathe within

Each act of he, while time just flees, wish this

Reality was fine with me, hit fix

So tired of all the things I hide

And this hellscape I've formed inside

But I can't escape my mind, so I blaze this vice

Try to take my time

Y'all boutta suffer from blood loss

Tongue gone cause you can't shut the fuck up

I'mma tuck thirty nails under your fingernails