Suicide The Prophet - Backrooms

Hey, I miss you, can you call me back
Yeah, I'm mixing downers and uppers, pop me a Xanax for supper
I love it when I can't feel nothing, my end, I can feel it coming
Just another lost soul, just another soul lost, trapped in a dark hole
We're going too fast, down a really, really dark road
Phone screen looking like a weirdly-shaped barcode
Yeah, the light at the end of the tunnel is fading, my body's draining
I can't take this pain, I'm lost in my own brain
Got that stuff back then i let the nine bang
I know things have been rough for you lately, and
I just gotta tell you, I love you, more than anything, ever
Yeah, late night ride, broken heart, made her cry
I don't care, I'ma be alright, can you feel the sunshine
It's a new day, got my mind on the loop
You act like it's nothing, but part of the crew
As I throw the cross up, I feel crossed up, tossed up, smoking loud
Screaming sounds too bad, I'm mad, bouta let the choppers run
It's a suicide mission, boy, you better run
Demons in my head, crawling away, can't escape
I'm mixing downers and uppers, pop me a Xanax for supper
I love it when I can't feel nothing, my end, I can feel it coming
Just another lost soul, just another soul lost, trapped in a dark hole
We're going too fast, down a really, really dark road
Phone screen looking like a weirdly-shaped barcode
Yeah, the light at the end of the tunnel is fading, my body's draining
I can't take this pain, I'm lost in my own brain
Got that stuff back then i let the nine bang
Hey baby, I just gotta tell you, I love you, more than anything
Death coming with a scythe, it's a sacrifice
Now you pay the price, no I wont be nice be nice
Yeah, I'm in disguise, skin sliced, body iced, brain dead, misled, yeah
I be creeping, yeah, I'm seeking the satisfaction of the scope gleaming
My blood frozen, brain wide open, yeah
I'm broken, the people groaning, no motion, unloaded
Phone ringing, what's the meaning, body's dropping, like they're sleeping
Am I dreaming, body's swinging, brain bleeding, never cleaning
Not complaining, people changing, not faking, waking up aching with a high pitch ringing
Meet death, take a breath in the depths, make them deaf, they're possessed
Dodge arrest, they confess, she's obsessed
I wish there was more I could do to help
But you gotta know that I'm steady, and I'm here and I got you, anything you need
I got your back, it's me and you
I love you
Give me a call back when you get a chance, okay
I miss you

Written by:
Caleb Simmons

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