Modyst - Screens

Sittin in the darkness spittin writtens while I'm sparkin
Nostalgia comes around; now I'm inflicted with infarction
Black and white pictures of the afterlife
Future's lookin half as bright
Insomnic with this wrath I'm holding back tonight
The life I know, inside my phone
I'm forced to live inside my mind whenever that WiFi go
It's like the rapture, so encaptured up in that white light glow
Enticed the mind the end is nigh
Attempting to defy my soul

Beautify my conscious, I've been haunted by the monsters
Talkin constant raunchy topics that my mind is tryna alter
I wish that I could talk at times but find I'm kind of awkward
Staring eye to eye with my demise
From vine to vine to coffin
Psyche atrophy, crippled mental capacity
Antidote and a toxin like overdosing on atropine
A lab rat who tap-taps the JPEG
Tap-tappin the glass fast 'til brain dead

Written by:
Nicholas Ward

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