sing, my tongue!

you lost what you gave to your world

show up for yourself when shit gets worse

i’ve been tied to trains and tonal life

i can’t speak to harmony alike

my consciousness remains anomalous

i tried to fight, my guard down, fuck hindsight

you’re right, you’re right, you’re right

i play the game and just sit tight, no fight

i’m not alright, y’all ain’t nice

i deal with things i can’t explain cus i’m the bad guy

you ain’t shit like last time

i feel trapped in headlights

burn my back for safety

melt my skin to commend me

symptomatic of envy

i sink below my surface

stopped going to church on purpose

i demonize myself tryna understand that

i need help before i crumble to ash

i hope this won’t last too long

i breathe with the wind

my shoulder blades stretch beneath the skin i feel discomfort in

a mass of awareness and i cannot stand it

you’re so fucking daring to try and be stable

knowing the fickleness looms when you’re alone

and it takes more than me to feel warm.

i can’t tell you who i am without a friend

some trees don’t sway in the wind

[outro]

SING

SING MY TONGUE

BLESS MY ZENITH

WITH YOUR MESSAGE

GO BEYOND INTUITION

HUMAN DICTION’S

OVERWHELMING

SING SING

SING MY TONGUE

SPREAD MY WINGS

AMONGST THE CLOUDS

ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?

CHERUBIM LOST

CANT HANDLE MORE LOSSES

I AM NOT GOD