Mold has been growing on my chest
Late bet, pesticides to repent
Safehouse, I'm the next to go to war
Blood bursting from my vocal chords
Ask the mirror on the wall, who's the best call
Dump a bitch for the third time
She thought a third was the charm
But I lost love
There was no hope
No zen, no soap
Everything soaked up
Triple six, suicide, fuck ups
Bitch so deep, I dive in the deep end
Neck strained from the leash
I don't need no reason
Dissappear like telekinesis
Took a knee to get back up
Picking Bits and pieces
I'm the last hope of a broken generation
Trading word for word, I speak in affirmation
I can take you back, but I'm frozen in a lake when
I let a bitch run free, the devil's advocation