P W Tigah Lilie - Alex

Neon Gods of procalcitonin
Release me from this demon that I'm knowing
I know myself, I am myself
And I am controlling
I fall apart when life don't go my way

I feel it in my blood
My alienation from life
Makes me ripe to start a fire
Press my chest against the glass
In this simulated liar
Wearing crowns of human eyes
I'm not biased in the slightest
I'm just tryna live my life

Cut a knife through the outside of my thigh
Throw down muscle in the mix
Man I'm tired of the hustle
When the hustle don't get you shit

I feel it in my blood
My alienation from life
Makes me ripe to start a fire
Press my chest against the glass
In this simulated liar
Wearing crowns of human eyes
I'm not biased in the slightest
Just tryna live my life
And as the heavens open to me
It's known as pure sonic violence
I don't want to be alone
But I'm addicted to the silence
I don't have the balls to do music
So I'll just stick to science
I don't know how to write a chorus
But I'll do it in pure defiance

Yeah, I vomit on the seasons
To ride the wave of existence
Autumn is my daughter
And I am Rick Stevens
Absorbing the storm through the ceiling
You turn to liquid on my chest
(Are you feelin' it now, Mr Krabs)
I am not succeeding
If I am not the best

I feel it in my blood
My alienation from life
Makes me ripe to start a fire
Press my chest against the glass
In this simulated liar
Wearing crowns of human eyes
I'm not biased in the slightest
Just tryna live my life

Written by:
Poppy Hall

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