Loss

Never did I understand the concept

Lift this weight up off my conscience

We was tight as strands of DNA

All Steelix in the helix

Love-me-nots been piling, dripping peelings in your feelings

I was one petal away, seven digits with the code

Three minutes from the core, a dozen blisters from a rose

I think I saw you on the surface, smiling back like nothing happened

Then my eyelids kissed the heavens, now I'm in here fucking rapping

Every night

I’m pressing pause on all your favoritе songs

Burn it frame by frame, I hope that you don't takе it wrong

The projector was my professor, study up the outer bodies

Cut and pasted on my "sorries" I could muster out my body

Fortune teller felt my palm ooze the deepest black

If I could build the monolith then you could see it crack

Every moment's just a curve balled excuse to swing the bat

A couple paragraphs had passed me, all the proof your demons back

Cause all my life it was you and me, your back to my back

It’s all the skin off my nose, but ain't no slack in my mack

I swear I kept my shades drawn, third day, we break dawn

I didn't have the nerve to sit and watch your demons take form

Liquid in a vase, primer to the brushtips

I'm dinner to a beast, you felt like bullets to a musket

And I get it

Dizzy left-cross, I might just see stars

It never helped that all our plans were locked behind a keycard

Three story drop, I went plop

It never was my plan to watch the image get cropped

Man it was, late night flickers on that CRT bubble screen

Parasite Eve, I let the tower consume you

Plateau Indigo was ours, I choose you

I let you sip all on that potion, I was scared of every notion of

Maybe this is just us growing up

I don't know

There's a radio inside me that keeps playing every song that we had never made

There's a television sitting in my chest that keeps on flicking through the channels, how you channel that energy?

There's a ticker dancing slowly through my field of view

A teleprompter screaming every word I should’ve said

A GPS that shows the path I should’ve-could've took instead

Another ping to bounce around my stupid fucking crooked head

I’m sick of asking

(Fucking sick of this shit)