Xinteng Pt. II

A negative mind is always hungry but it’s never enough
Let my words intervene now don’t you interrupt
hoping and praying for solace down in this rut
I’m always running in the dark, so blind with my eyes shut
I see myself in isolation, the perfect desolation
the idea of frustration
The kings and queens all do unspeakable things
I see myself in isolation, the perfect desolation
the idea of frustration
The kings and queens all do unspeakable things
The ones you trust would all go bust without your blood to drink
I see myself in isolation, the perfect desolation
the idea of frustration
A negative mind is always hungry but it’s never enough
Let my words intervene now don’t you interrupt
hoping and praying for solace down in this rut
I’m always running in the dark, so blind with my eyes shut
No one is what they seem
We stitch up at the seams
No one is what they seem
We stitch up at the seams
They’re still hiding in plain sight, the ones who lie
Never forget about those who knocked me down
I lay defeated, knowing it’s just what I needed
I forget how grateful I am to everyone who’s stabbed me in the back
No one is what they seem
We stitch up at the seams
The kings and queens all do unspeakable things
The ones that you trust would all go bust without your blood to drink