Lyrics

Welcome raven's morning, sky is grey, the eyes are dreary Soulless pupils lookin' at me, head is turning, feeling eerie Gotta question all the feelings, sinking romance is my query As I'm watching bodies drop, emotion fallin', that's the theory I was drawing my reality, control the change of fate Staring down at crumbs and seeds of love I had to leave it straight Never put your silverware away if you still got a plate I can't face the former feelings, turning blind eyes to the hate Give my life I wake up, sacrifice it, baby never We're supposed to share the sunlight and embrace it now forever Puttin' skin into the game and I be chasin' this endeavor Now I'm pullin' 1 through 6, I'm on the grind, my hand on lever So I slot it to the next, I push on forward through the section I'm allergic to your love, I still take direct injection You could stab me up and down, I'd still look at you with affection You could spit up in my face and thanks so much for your perfection I be grabbin' on my wrist, I got a tag, don't have a rollie Find a way to let you down, but in end I'll do it all slowly And I'm preachin' for the other heart, the raven's light is holy Now I'm movin' yet another and I'm leavin' you all lonely Only now I look around all for the edges and the rims Steady following the corner as the raven's morning dims With the RS swinging back, I'm feeling weightless in my limbs I could chase a GT4 and spend my hours on the trims Try to trim down to the center, but the core is all unshaven I endulge from one to other, I got countless dedication You're my mental paradise the ghosting light guides me to haven Now my foot follow another in the morning of the raven Welcome raven's morning, sky is grey, the eyes are dreary Soulless pupils lookin' at me, head is turning, feeling eerie Gotta question all the feelings, sinking romance is my query As I'm watching bodies drop, emotion fallin', that's the theory I was drawing my reality, control the change of fate Staring down at crumbs and seeds of love I had to leave it straight Never put your silverware away if you still got a plate I can't face the former feelings, turning blind eyes to the hate
Writer(s): Gabriel Dean Barlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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