Produced by Adriatic
Vocals by Artifex
Backing Vocals by Adriatic
Originally intended for an Adriatic solo project, the song was brought to Artifex's attention and made whole. The first verse was mainly written by Adriatic.
lyrics
I used to be empty, then I filled the fucking void
I'm stepping over people like my childhood toys
locked inside a glass box, wonder why i'm still lost
met an angel, saw the darkness-severed from the cross
in the moonlight is when my inner demons strike
it seems I'm always stuck between a servant and a son
always on the run, just please... remember the better me
before my first love painted me a loaded gun
I've conquered every monster underneath the moon and sun,
My room is filled with day and night... And night and day
But lately I've been missing what you used to say was great
I tried to be myself but strangely it still felt the same
I tried to be one of a kind but it still came out plain
So now I take em double time,
Watch me do this trick of mine,
I can take my eyes I can turn them from blue to blind
This is all in a note I wrote to myself in my own cold blood
Pardon my strength,
Just like knives like rusty fish tanks,
Can you fixate,
We're i then might think in mistakes,
Blink to the other hand,
Flash to the retakes,
That rebate tastes like sulfur,
Swallow matches,
Watch in wonder,
Cut to the part with a glance to the past,
Let it darken, looking at the double sided glass,
Mans best friend,
Mans best foothold,
Not so strong, cant speak up,
Send that ego climbing ladders,
Drop to the ground and shatter broken,
Never let the shards and pieces glue together,
Now or never that chance, come on lets dance and shower in my tears
I spent years of pointless searching,
It's now clear,
It's not worth it,
Don't you see me hurt or care,
Can't you notice nobody watching,
Watch me now,
It's my turn,
See me crash and burn in the past,
Ms. Future told me since I knew her,
But I doubt that I'll make it to her,
Fast approaching, I hope we have the time to learn our lessons,
Anecdotes I grab my hope and teach it how to fake depression,
I sought the answer un-prevailing so I turned to run,
Blood red, filling pages someday it will come,
Until then
This is all in a note I wrote to myself in my own cold blood
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023