the true sylo – waiting lyrics
[hook]
ain’t sleep in four days
losing my mind mental game start to strain
why you sane? the act break, facade be fading
thinking you a great, you a saint, now we waiting
[verse]
years pass i stay the same
on the grass contrails of planes be
following, now i’m hollowing it’s seven am
don’t know where i’m at, my hands crimson red body ripped to shreds
stumble stumble, trip, fumble
footsteps m+ffled, feel kerfuffled
bounce off the walls he try to run
no one else as hyper
feel like a viper, adrenaline rushing in again
feel like my best friеnd, s t r e double s
lets just all be donе unless
someone got some other plans
doubt i’ll ever suffer less
tell me why we wait, digest
similar to some pencil led
stuffed inside the back of the head
like a smack from the dead
wakey, wakey if you ever slept that is
jesus christ it’s six am
is it the next day, what am i doing?
feel it all brewing, deteriorate
bones become goo and
for a second, a minute i wait, i been stupid
i’m thinking it through, i debate, right back to it
yeah yeah
[hook]
ain’t sleep in four days
losing my mind mental game start to strain
why you sane? the act break, facade be fading
thinking you a great, you a saint, now we waiting
aye aye aye aye
yeah
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