Текст песни ItFollowsMe - Bayley

Searching through mud
Suppressing the thud
Nothing more than a dud
Nothing more than a tug, yeah
Nothing more for a hug, yeah
No more snug, yeah, than a bug, yeah
Fairytales Fairytales
Circling through my hells
Drowning all in my wells
Firing off all my shells
My clip is empty
Nothing can tempt me
Only repenting
Only resenting
These feathers like bricks the way they fall so fast
Stabbing of the ticks, can I get 7 more past
7 more cars
7 more bars
Down on a page
All I got left is my age
Never to hit a stage,yeah

It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah
It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah
Through my dreams, through my dreams, through my dreams yeah
So it seems, so it seems when I sleep yeah
It follows me it follows me it follows me
It follows me it follows me it follows me
Through my dreams, through my dreams,
So it seems when I sleep yeah

Follows me
Bothers me
Wallows in the constant
stirring
Infinite whirring
Sachet for the stirring, yh
A little pick me up
Everything still sticks me up
Everything still rips me up
Discard the mind
Thought so refined
All I got left is this rhyme
Not so divine
But it's creative
Not so elating
Something not berating
My every move
Critiquing every groove
Any proof
Picking at any tooth
For the fairy thoughts is unwary
Undaring
Under the bed I find my safety
But with this time that I'm wasting
The steam sets alarms off
Can't follow schemes when the farms off
Unavoided unemployed it
Can't avoid it when it toys with
My mental need a menthol
To settle all my thoughts
To get back what I bought
Outrageous
This system out stays it's
Welcome
Contagious
The wings of a falcon
Gliding
Flying
Riding time like it's not priming
To deride it derail it
Impale it
I'm frail it

It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah
It follows me, it follows me, it follows me, yeah
Through my dreams, through my dreams, through my dreams yeah
So it seems, so it seems when I sleep yeah
It follows me it follows me it follows me
It follows me it follows me it follows me
Through my dreams, through my dreams,
So it seems when I sleep yeah

Struggling through reverb
Struggling through reverse
Struggling to rehearse
Struggling to be heard
The cycle spirals through denial
We seek out revival
Throughout the days our time will
Never be reimbursed for sure
It's cold in this black four door
All open to get some opportunities
Wealth to stack for immunities
Hide all the impurities
Sell off insecurities
Travel west to unravel stress
Gravel tread to have all yes
The dreams and images
Circum to the scrimmages
Decorate liveries
Happier no times than these
Just to keep rhyming please
Cop a cloud not jet seats
Cop a house no rent fees
Rock a blouse no wet sneeze
Dog around no vet sees
Eject cease