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xia-dawn - yashichi lyrics

[verse 1]
life aspirations have begin to dull my senses
kings grow bored of their contentment
i’ve grown bored with what i’m blessed with
everything i used to love pulls strings out of key
when was my soul consumed by apathy
any beat that i make now feels like a plague
another symptom in the virus called every single day
my goals are in decay and grow mold as we speak
another week being weak finding nothing to seek
i’ve got 20 cans of tea on my desk on average
just lurking through the web like a spider with bandwidth and my only real solace is to get more hammered
i suppose that i’m a nail in a coffin for dandruff
man this room needs cleaning but i really care less
about surroundings no one visits like i’ve got no address
drowned in mess but i’m a neet freak, stay at home geek freak
tunneled in a burrow where the sun could never reach deep
see me never like a -censored- retweet
i need cheddar like a mouse in the street creak
i’m just a creep watching twitch streams and playing steam
i’m just a fiend level 23 in no regime
tryna’ make a sum without a team cause i’m never clean
if you intervene, slow me down like promethazine
nothing i will do about it, even odds i don’t surmount it
i’m just steady drowning in my sorrows and my boredom
things i used to love i torture and waterboard ‘em
instead i spend my solitude on sh-t post forums
and robots that i talk to could really care less
cause they’re depressed like i am and they don’t need the stress
to coddle every other loser on the internet
it’s crazy, therapy ain’t doing sh-t for my head
so i play games on my computer so i don’t think instead
wrestle with imagination and my shortage of bread

[verse 2]
roomie saying that i’m slim i should get out more
i should run a couple paces so breathing isn’t a ch-r-
you’re supposed to go on tour but you’re coughing a storm
i ignore him cuz i’m stubborn and don’t care to perform
my anxiety is crippling and i can’t hear a thing
when every sound is a ring with a super high ping
it’s only ever in the lag time you hear when i sing and every constant has a value but it won’t change a thing
stuttering these high pitched squeals
that put me on my heels, that only i can feel
that shouldn’t seem so real, that i just beg to heal
but they remain concealed when mercy comes to peel
now drugs become my shield and games the sword i wield
i still ignore my meals and won’t respond to deals
and i don’t fight or field, the flag is white revealed
as i await to keel from my expectations
life is routine, a skeleton simulation
a husk of joy mutilated with eagle eye observation
i’ve lost the spark of creation and now regurgitate playlists
my brain is always invaded by something darker than hatred
i’m crossing crossroads cross faded
my veins a road map frustrated
that’s lost in habits and wavelengths that sound like static frustrated
black arms are over inflated while being punctured and jaded in a bas-m-nt
eat the tail ouroboros, wearing false prophet wardrobes
dreamers tell me to meditate for brighter tomorrows
only earning their empathy trading all of your marbles
so i sanctioned embargo on stars aligning and bullsh-t
the only real executioner is a full clip
and in between the full clip of my film is a new glitch
where the whole thing is a picture of a windmill but i use it

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