hundred eyes a giant sees
muted cries of oh why me’s
criminalize a mind disease
a suicide is all i squeeze
canabalize the strength of you
rationalize mistakes a few
camera hides its face from view
radicalize and then break through
this place ain’t a kitten
these people ain’t your pets
internalized the power play
a burden belies just how were made
we tyrannize each hour and day
so here-in lies a cowards grave
now her cries ring hauntingly
i surmise that they’re watching me
i’ll devise a new plot you see
clearer skies are calling ze
this place is a schism
these people are regrets
sick of reflections, physical and inward. stinging sensation, eyes are injured. standing in the bathroom, flickering the lights on and off and on and off again, the rhythm is my fight song. if i could see exactly what the mirror sees, my ship would be out there sailing clearer seas. but the
waves are so loud, or else i would hear your pleas. the mast is down, the glass is broken, i’m ready to freeze.this place is unwritten, these people aren’t your pens.
putting on my coat in the morning. putting on an act like i’m mourning. putting on my coat cause it’s storming. putting on an act like i’m foreign. putting on my dress and i’m killing. putting on my dress if i’m willing. death is ruthless, life is truthless- i’m putting up with the feeling that none of it’s fulfilling. this place is arisen, these people aren’t yet cleansed.
coolfuneral and i are making a rapp mixtape. this the promo song.