[Verse 1]
I guess the dead only write bold lines to keep angles alive
And the one third that fell from heaven was just lost in their minds
Translation described that life only divides in nine
And out of fourty-two, I'm level fourty-five
Hoping that by fifty I'll touch the sky, goodbye
Like a bullet through the skull
Memories fall apart and pride feelings become null
And the world becomes numb so only the two that you knew
Can pa** together the love, but who would've known
That the libraries missing the one book you could've made home
Gone so soon, dead so young
If words are built to k**, then sentences can rip through space matter
Split through the earth and make its surface flatter
So you fall over the edge when the emotions just shatter
Nobody rules away so songs sound so much sadder
Climbing the ladder, wrestling with the former, suppressing the latter
[Chorus]
Making love to your shadows, wish you dead
Breathing you to life, flesh tones, gun fight
You bring knives...I prepare my hands
I hold you one last moment as we end right here
[Verse 2]
Clinging to what she said, eyes fall out of your head
Tread softly on the gla** or the surface might break
And any tears that escape will only burn fake
This is a solid that you could never recreate
So sk**ful with the art, nanoseconds apply
To replicate a mural, you're only wasting your time
And you don't have much, one multiplied by five
You must be blind
No, no, you must be f**ing delusional
If you believe that still tools for knowledge
Wasting all of our minutes trying to be truthful
So I'll attach one hour to the back of this missile
Hoping you decipher the code before it f**ing hits you
And you realize in time that it indirectly missed you
Then you lose that grandeur and see that it's mutual
My only age could understand when you're smoking
[Chorus]
Making love to your shadows, wish you dead
Breathing you to life, flesh tones, gun fight
You bring knives...I prepare my hands
I hold you one last moment as we end right here