End Game
Qoiet
3:14I got an aching pressure in my chest It doesn't seem to come to an end I'm nothing, I'm nothing Till I'm one with the sand cnd I fought enough Yea I fought enough It seems like reality is losing touch So I'm writing these words With my head on the curb Maybe they should remain fucking unheard With my head in the clouds Shit just won't seem to work From down here you all seem to act so absurd I won't wait now I can't wait now It's too late for me I've broken down Can't escape now It's too late for me So I'm writing these words With my head on the curb Maybe they should remain fucking unheard With my head in the clouds Shit just won't seem to work From down here you all seem to act so absurd I watch myself die (I watch myself die) Within your worthless existence Y'all go capture the crown Reality‘s fucking twisted This god damn world's bleeding out