(I should've known that I would fuck this up again
To busy running from these demons in my head)
I don't really wanna believe but I know
Everybody will eventually reap what they sow
All the echoes that are following me
I would've never agreed
But that's what happens when skills become known
I learned that the further on back that you look
You'll find even bigger mistakes and get hooked
I guess it got harder for me to let it go but it seems
I gotta find me a positive outlook
I blame myself for how they came and went
Can't seem to bury feelings in the graves i choose to dig
I'm just over it all, if I can recall
They told me that the faster I fall
The faster they'll crawl to watch me undo
[Clean & Screams]
I should've known that they would fuck this up again
Too busy running from the demons in their head
I won't forget it
The screens are painted with all my bars
That feel so tainted from their desperation
That sits and rots face down on the floor again
Nobody understands the game that I keep winning
It never ends, I won't forget it
The screens are painted with all my bars
That feel so tainted from their desperation
That sits and rots
I should've known that they would fuck this up again
Too busy running from the demons in their head
I won't forget it
It never ends, I won't forget it
The screens are painted with all my bars
That feel so tainted from their desperation
That sits and rots
Stuck in place
I don't wanna lead them all astray
They don't really wanna be themselves today
They can't compete with my disarray
So what's the point?
When they can't sort it out
Got a hundred different ways that they can figure it out
Losing everything and everyone they care about
When they're down and out, feeling like deja vu
[Screaming]
I've gotta restart... nah
I'm winning over and over again (over and over again)
'Cause I'm done feeling empty
Done feeling guilty
I just wanna figure my shit out and bounce
Without a doubt
I should've known that they would fuck this up again
Too busy running from the demons in their head
I won't forget it
The screens are painted with all my bars
That feel so tainted from their desperation
That sits and rots face down on the floor again
Nobody understands the game that I keep winning
It never ends, I won't forget it
The screens are painted with all my bars
That feel so tainted from their desperation
That sits and rots
I should've known that they would fuck this up again
Too busy running from the demons in their head
I won't forget it
It never ends, I won't forget it
The screens are painted with all my bars
That feel so tainted from their desperation
That sits and rots
This worlds the blueprint they can't admit they recreate
7 6 0 original, others be irate
Real recognize real but they stuck in the fake
Digital demons crumble, a little effort it only takes
WORLDPATTERNZ
