Nostalgia
What a funny feeling
I feel depleted
From feelings I've been revealin'
It’s do or die, I'm not goin' willing
But when it’s time wrap in white linen
I rap this, I say it for my sanity

Whatever the calamity I did this for myself
Fuck all of your fantasies
You’re a snake, fell of the ladder
I prefer speakin' in analogies
I had enough of all this wet

And I can’t trust that you're my family
I don't know what's next
The brain dead, that I never miss
My brain lives with the cannabis
Can I resist the dark abyss?
Leave a mark on this with no start, just exist
My mind's in a prison shape
And in time like a prison state

There’s no right that I feel of left
There’s no light if my view's at stake
And which life should I choose to take
What's left? Is it room or space?
They are rumors we have to face
I prefer sooner than after late
I seen actors after BAFTA's be more straight
I mean down the barrel
I hear 'em singing, it's the same carol

They're tryna sprint in a long run, Mo Farah
They're tryna fix when it's long gone, don't bother
There’s no other, that troughts shudders
Through most lovers
I wanna bed you, but still sleep is death cousin
So two weeks is now four dozen
Years that pass by, can't press no rewind
Just watch my life by and lock the right ties

Nobody, nobody is listenin' to me
Nobody, nobody is listenin'
Nobody, nobody is listenin' to me
Nobody, nobody is listenin' to me