Lyrics Run Away! - Syn Suitcase

Send a prayer up to the galaxies
The super nova's
You dare me to peek the fallacies?
Pick apart all the different realities
I'm a master snooper to know ya
The love hate mind of formalities
Please sign my soul away, I'm dead today
But I'll sign away any accountabilities
For my account please account for my mind disease
Blood drip for my dome to ease
Cup dipped,
The nando' almost caused my house to flip...
80 degrees
During the storm I was outta my mind on my knees
Begging for a savior to speak to me
Maybe that tummy ache was a sign
Or that slight breeze
I'm a dummy who hardly reads between the lines
But my lungs clean
So I flex the fact I ain't ever smoked and that be the reason I don't die
But this knife is what I fucking seize

This fucking slit bleeds
I'm keeping it a buck
A noose on my neck, cut off fingers laid on a deck
I conflict my own thoughts, it's a fucking wreck