Iamtuzhu — Pillow Talk

(iamtuzhui) See me in the night with the willow See me in the back with the pillow See me in my past in them olden day's Now i just realized iv'e been fading away What is coming next ain't really new to me What i do next wouldn't be real to me What my mum said makes it ill to me Ill to me Ill to meeee (Skeeny) My mind's racings Life takens Some turns for the worse I try face it But get nothing but a face full of burns I need something Some substance To keep me hunting Maybe a hug Or a thousand drugs To keep me from jumping Maybe they make me leap Leave me splattered on the street Maybe there the savoir Angels without the need to speak Maybe they posses your soul As your layed to waste Send you to the darkest hole With nothing but a wish to escape I've been thinking yeah Drifting in amongst with the living I've been giving this life For a mission Not be sitting alone Smashing cones To a rhythm To grow to a size that is limitless That is infinite But I'm struggling to see a brighter tomorrow Leaving me feeling hollow Like already I've hit the bottom No one to follow I wonder And ponder for hours In a direction that's quickly heading to sour I gather my thoughts to form a source of happiness Then Grip it tight hold it like a packed quart of cannabis That's when you truly know what matters is I'm just product of one fuckin scattered kid There's millions just like me For some time I wonder what life could be I look down and appreciate at what I've got Certain People who I believe love me lots They would die in a blink of an eye For their lives over mine How Could you predict Such a thing It blows my mind So I'll climb now till my fingers grind down Till I reach my prime sound That I'm searching to find A collection that lets me recollect The seconds that have meant The very best and the rest that has sent My head beyonds to the depths Left my thoughts knotted and tied so over time I Jotted some lines hoping to try open this focus Just To keep me going so I'm rowing this boat Untill we cross all the oceans no point moping Choking on the smoke on my lonesome I'm just Tryna cope Thinking I'm alone and im broken nah I make a scar in the devil's heart So you better ask him When you pass him If was really that hard To pull the pieces apart To give this life a second chance Let it start man by coming out the dark