Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gabriel Dean Barlin
Songwriter
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
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