Lyrics
Wind is howling abandoned
Feeling abandoned with the howling wind.
They left me stranded
Left stranded by others.
Knocking on heavens gates
Knocking on heaven's gates with no response.
And no one answered
Experiencing vivid hallucinations and advising not to lose oneself.
Vivid hallucinations don't lose yourself to this world
Reflecting on burned hands and unfurling consciousness.
Study these hands that have me burnt
Losing faith and feeling like a lonely desperado.
My consciousness unfurled
At a crossroads, deciding which path to take.
Losing faith in myself I'm a lonely desperado
Repeated discouragement about not amounting to anything.
Found myself on the crossroads
Facing pain and deciding to say "fuck it" one day.
Deciding which way do I go
Expressing a desire to run away and never return.
Told all the time
Riding into the storm with jet engines painted black.
That you'll never amount to nothin
Creating a fake armageddon to shape the world in one's image.
So much pain in my heart
Denying being in love and rejecting judgment from others.
That one day I just said fuck it
Questioning the reality of events and wondering why they happened.
I'm a runaway from here and
Feeling torn apart, abandoned, and questioning why others want to see them drown.
I ain't never comin back
-im a ride into the storm
-With my jet engines painted black
-With this fake armageddon make the world in my image
-No i'm not in love bitch
-Who are you to judge
-Is it real or imagined
-Why did all this have to happen
-Paranoid evil eyes
-Saw the devil in disguise
-Rip me up tear me down
-Nah you never aint around
-Nah you never aint around
-Why you wanna see me drown
Expressing frustration at someone not being around.
Ghetto son gotta green eyed boy
Describing a green-eyed boy in the ghetto who doesn't believe in heroes.
If he dies it's all he wrote
-If he rises or if he falls
-He don't believe in no hero
-Ghetto son gotta green eyed boy
-If he dies it's all he wrote
-If he rises or if he falls
-He don't believe in no hero
-Fuck me til i go to sleep
Exploring themes of struggle, planting seeds, reaping what is sown, and wasting nights.
Dolly Parton pardon me
-Nose bleeding in the sheets
-Artificial blood in me
-You're the girl that cry wolf
-Silver daggers in her eyes
-With a lecherous tongue
-She the treacherous one
-Struggle with this mortal coil
-Plant my seeds in fertile soil
-I'm a reap what I sow
-I'm a get it how I know
-All the nights that I done wasted
Facing consequences, running out of patience, and feeling the melting clock.
Catches up to me
-And she running outta patience
-Yea the clocks melting
-Hell hounds on my trail
-Yea the cops is after me
-Got no sympathy for devils, niggas
-It's a killing spree
-All the noise all the noise
-Lord I can't escape the null
-Fill the void in my soul
-I don't wanna be alone
-So I walk through the valley to the city Galilee
Walking through the valley to the city, referencing Galileo, and cautioning against dancing with the devil.
Galileo Galileo why can't you see
-The stars in the night
-Not really all that bright
-Never dance with the devil in the pale moonlight
-Ghetto son gotta green eyed boy
Repeating the theme of the green-eyed boy in the ghetto who rejects the concept of heroes.
If he dies it's all he wrote
-If he rises or if he falls
-He don't believe in no hero
-Ghetto son gotta green eyed boy
-If he dies it's all he wrote
-If he rises or if he falls
-He don't believe in no hero
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