Lyrics Emptied - NOTQUITEHALF

These people shitter then i ever ever ever been
People grinning underneath got a clever clever grin
I wanna grab the pain and fucking sever it
I think ill stab myself for the hell of it
Hell was shit
Now I'm back
With depression still today
I wallow in the painful space
Swallowin the pain away
Gulping down the painful thoughts
Brain and pain we make a war
Told em what you waiting for
He replied and said he wants to see
My demise and misery
This feeling that we've talked about still would be a mystery
Burning away in the history
Alongside pride and chivalry

Clearly the end is coming early
Merely
A new person hidden in the mirroring
Fearing rejection from the others
It was meant to be
But what was meant to be
If reality is dead to thee
In actuality the dead would be
The absolute epitome
Of living free
There's a stimulation my last breath is giving me
A living being turned back into the earth
Black white yellow brown we all get a turn
Rich dirt poor dirt which will ya be
Depends on the wealth of a P U S SY
Some get beat up for mean mugging G's
Others gone eat up no trouble as it seems
You'll be hiding in faces your empty like vases
The spirits as vacant as the corpse in my basement
The image portrayed was directly invaded
The lies they gave you is what your incased in
Surrounded by fake friends
The lies i will break them
The cries of a fake friend
Aren't salty their tasteless
Cant wait ive been waiting
I feel like a waitress
The feeling is painless
Empty and stainless
The blood we should make less
But you wanna make more
Ask yo ass again kidda what are you fake for
What do i make for
Why do we make war?
Instagram friend's but what you at steak for
What you gon ride for
What you gon die for
What you gon even fucking instagram live fouRH
Jesus christ end it lad your egos a eye sore
Yo whole shit is weak imma make you a dry wall
Yea be a big baby go ahead cry ball
Winge n cry ya fucking minge
The way you and the boys are makes me fucking
Cringe
Lets spar at the spa or bar you can pick it then
Fuck the sides im tearing down the whole picket fence
Ill hit the first jab at your persona
You defend
Hiding in a face of masculinity
At the end
I told you lad ya bent
Ill smoke ya like a kent
Harder then the penis in my pants when its pitching me a tent
Boy my neck im itching got a stench
I just need some cents no not the common sense
Eccentric i wanna grab my life and then end it
The emptiness is emptied i will never befriend it
The tempting kiss of satisfaction leads you to a tragic action
Murdering your former self turn into a brain of plastic
Hate the masses hate the few
Nothing is okay with you
Nothing is okay with me
So hurry up along and move
Dead inside the field of play
Emptiness was whats at stake
Making you all hide in fake
Everybody hide their face