Masks

It’s a whole lotta cuts and a whole lotta masks

Stole water nail it shut there no rebirth what gasp

I was changing for the better until I got wetter in weather

Now I’m fading with this sweater I use to cover up what I self inflicted

Can’t start relaying how I’m feeling I ain’t playing mind gets evicted

Heart be staying fast there’s no ceiling anxiety staying until my soul lifted

I have faith that God is real but he’s looking away from me right now

I umm bleed when i get stress razor does the job can I truly fight now

I took a large deadly dose still here ready comatose take the ghost