The End Aesthetic

Going in blind
A lot in my mind
no way around it
Cuz every line and mold we fill
Is coinciding
Trying to breath
But the silence speaks
We know about it
There’s a hurt so deep in me
I think it systematic
I’m stuck in a way that I’ve been in so long
Got nothing to say
Our words are spent
We’re suffering
waiting for the sun to just give out
It’s so much easier to take
our heaven sent
is ignorance
Cuz everyone is hiding
Or we’re lying or we’re fake
And I can’t stand it
Cuz everyone is hiding
Or we’re lying or we’re fake aware
Sign of the times
Can I get high and lie to myself about it
How can we feel so safe
When we feel so surrounded
Heaven's gate could never open up for us
Still praying for the end that’s just our whole aesthetic.
Im stuck in a way that I’ve been in so long
Got nothing to say
Our words are spent
We’re suffering
waiting for the sun to just give out
It’s so much easier to take
our heaven sent
is ignorance
Cuz everyone is hiding
Or we’re lying or we’re fake
And I can’t stand it
Cuz everyone is hiding
Or we’re lying or we’re fake aware
Generation pesticide
Generation suicide
Generation genocide
Generation burning up alive
Are we just a disease
Can’t tell rights from the wrongs
So stuck in the ways that we’ve been in so long
Got nothing to say
Our words are spent
We’re suffering
waiting for the sun to just give out
It’s so much easier to take
our heaven sent
is ignorance
Cuz everyone is hiding
Or we’re lying or we’re fake
And I can’t stand it
Cuz everyone is hiding
Or we’re lying or we’re fake aware
Burning up alive