Текст песни Make Me, Break Me (feat. Tommy Blve) - Tommy Blve , MF Zeph

I'm just a governmental product
You wouldn't believe
Vice grip around my throat
Tryna water my seed
They tryna sell my fucking soul
I can't do anything
Head underneath the water
I cannot breathe
Where is the compassion
Where's creativity
Trust in me
We will escape into the city
Blue blur
Nauseating speed
What they feed us
Such a nauseating greed
That they lead us

All I know is pain, throw the dirt up on my name
Maybe dirt that I deserve
I never wanna leave you hurt
You said you felt like this forever
Can't control the way you heal
I've felt like this since young
I can't control the way I feel

Make me, break me
God just save me
Make me, break me
God just save me
Make me, break me
God just save me
Make me, break me
God just save me

All I know is pain, throw the dirt up on my name
Maybe dirt that I deserve
I never wanna leave you hurt
You said you felt like this forever
Can't control the way you heal
I've felt like this since young
I can't control the way I feel

It's hard to believe
I'm a machine
Feed me your code
I'll do your deeds
Wipe off your seed
But that's exactly what you want from me
I'm getting off my hands and knees
Fucking taking back what's mine
Everything's a fucking game
Scripted events under the signs
Scripted events, old sub alias
Rotting corpses of 'em aliens
1000 punches fucking wailing on 'em
Everything is rigged
But then again I'm always fucking wrong
So why'd I even bother fucking writing this song