Shinobi - Colors and shapes lyrics

[Verse 1: shinobi] Staring at the empty bootle wish I didn't finish it Cause all these empty feelings ain't enough to fill the f**ing fifth I grab my stick my head is split Bend my wrist and cut my skin The emp are crit, I must admit my mind is always in a twist All these pills are takin' on the pain and getting to my f**ing brain Blurried thoughts and endless days my breathing stops and so are they The colour's strange and turn to grey, the shapes are doll, the minds get flamed My happiness will fade away and all I feel is no faking My hands 're shaking, my eyes 're so low My life is sick, the cherry glow My heart attacks for something more These feelings 're fake among my soul