TuxCity.

Smoke in my lungs

Lighter flames in the dark

I walk through the sirens

Like it’s a battlefield (yeah)

Welcome to TuxCity.

Where billboards flicker with its nonstop criminal activity

Burning down the faces that betrayed me

Laughing while the flames draws halos over me

Concrete cracks, enemies in the crosswalk

Every single shadow trying to stall my mark

Every single voice in my skull says "fuck"

I just grin, drag my boots through the highs.

I love the fire, I love the smoke

Breathing in the fumes that I never hailed

Deep rooted war in my soul

Let the memories of lovers in my head all scream as one

This TuxCity feels like home

Every twisted blissful cries echo carving body on body

I love the dangers , I love the war

I’m built for the battle at my inner lore (yeah)

Street signs written in intrusive thoughts

Lawful signs, real pain, lines I cross

Hear the blissful cries in the alleyway

Begging me to lose, daring me to stray away

They say, "You’re broken"—I say, "That’s art"

Turn my manic to a mural on a deserted lot

In a DeepRootedWar with an old version of me

I’m The Soldier now, let the past just reel.

Yeah, I walk through the flames like its a prayer

Every scar on my mind like stairs

Climb, fall, fall climb, still here, still there, I wear no fear (hey!)

Fucking enemies,

Going RoundAfterRound BlissAfterBliss ReleaseAfterRelease

Having a mindless and fucked upped love with any enemy just to please my cold clinical heart.

(Yeah) So fucking what? I’m dancing in between the flames rising from the ashes breaking through the barriers waking up clearing the choking smog while I’m cutting every fucking chain. Let this drunken high rain like it’s my fucking reign.

Make way bitches coz I’m making waves through these streets high off chemical weeds.

Writing down my vows to strive and prosper through a roster of all my lost lovers.

You have no idea how much I wanna stop and just skip this pot instead letting myself rot on a hospital cot.

Fuck that! (Fuck that!) I’m my own worst critic.

Which makes you my own worst nightmare.

Fuck me, can’t I just get a life worth living instead of this constant cycle of thrills and chills, highs and lows?

Just let it all blow to my sights of my rights without going out with the heights? Yeah, fuck me, let it seek the weak meek me.

Buckle up, bitches, coz I ain’t finished yet, I’m here to stay the way without a say. I’m ready to burn it all downed

(Yeah, heh I’ll burn it all downed, fuck)

Let’s be clear here. I hear the cries of blissful highs through my mind’s eyes. I ain’t just sly as the sky, (just ask me why?)

Fuck this city. Fucking blackmailing and backstabbing and blindsiding me through the flames and smoke that will always become my funeral woke.

So fucking what?

I reign in the chaos, bitches I’m the Queen of this war.