Projecting was the mother of all sins
How can we self-soothe now
With all the intrapersonal successes
Instead of getting with the program
You tried to go bad
9/10 times it goes down like that
We’re all fucking bored
Nobody forced you to be lame about it
Now a brief fantasy
Wearing a hoodie in the summer
I was asked about our nights
New fling hated to believe any of it
So young
Yet we stripped down as much as we could
Our souls would be devoured within each other
Thank God for our insecurities
That’s the axis it all spins on
Timing and exploration
Now I own all of my embarrassment
My favorite drug narcissism
I know you wouldn’t recognize any of me
My essence hardened somewhere in your wiring
That isn’t to say that on the other side of the fence
Right now, I wouldn’t rob you
Once the sun came up
I’m disgusted that the light shined down on both our ugly truths
Leading the way
To the scorpion and the frog holding mirrors up
Addicts on train tracks
Everything was so loud
Imagine how bitter the sex would be now
Hell would squirm seeing new tricks
You were cursed by the riches
To a life of no highs or lows
A fate of failed art with all the means to express
I’ve been seeing you out of touch
I extorted you from it all
Becoming pure cocaine
And just as flighty
Give me 18 months to break off my bestie
Method man got his shit pushed in
A haze of ocean spray in the canyon
Then I dropped you off in the devil’s cradle
Measured violence
I like seeing you lost
Predicted it like this Draco under the mattress
Now team up to prevent the inevitable
No lack of forces to join
I’ve created plenty of evils
But true criminals drink the consequences
I don’t need time to reload