Dreams from the Witch House

Roses are red,

Pose in all blue,

Go ahead flip your best,

Spill me some truth, I said,

Go ahead flip your best,

Spill me some truth.

WHOOP! !

WHOOP!!

WHOOP!!

WHOOP!!

Feeling fresh as fuck on my way to greet death, (greet death)

Js on my feet,

weed on my breath, (weed on my breath)

I need to listen more,

speak less, (speak less)

Head reeling

feeling doomed by this, (doomed by this)

The sky is black,

I feel consumed by this, (consumed by this)

My chest

is cracked,

Desperation

mushrooms

in it, (mushrooms in it)

I can feel the acid splashing,

In my stomach's pit, (yAWK! yAWK! yAWK!)

🎶 [beat drop] 🎶

I'm rupturing, (brrrr)

Huffing, (huff huff huff)

This weed smoke like

It's nothing, (uh uh)

The edge connects

with a rope

that hugs my neck, (kughh)

I'm on the cusp

of

it,

Watch my feet kick,

As

I

plummet, (plummet)

Fuck it, (fuck it)

Musical chairs on top of the world

And

the

chairs

are shuffling. (Shuffling shuffling)

Feeling fresh as fuck on my way to greet death, (greet death)

Js on my feet,

weed on my breath, (weed on my breath)

I need to listen more,

speak less, (speak less)

Feeling fresh as fuck on my way to greet death, (greet death)

Js on my feet,

weed on my breath, (weed on my breath)

I need to listen more,

speak less, (speak less)

Pain is strength,

not weakness, (weakness)

Suffering is clarity,

right now you just can't

see it, (can’t see it)

I'm ceaseless, (ceaseless)

Fuck ya negativity ya defeatist, fuck ya guest appearance I drop featureless,

Fuck ya bond it's meaningless,

Fuck ya path it's dreamless,

Fuck ya story it's demon-less.