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| Song title | |||
| "HOPE" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| January 15, 2023 | |||
| Singer | |||
| Tomi Kevin (chorus) | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
UpTown-P (music, lyrics)
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| Views | |||
| 2,400+ | |||
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Lyrics
tear deep into my brain
never make me the same
the reaction, dissatisfaction
theres a taste for more
the need to fill that void
to be someone, that boy
he's staring at his walls
watching spiders that crawl
across the road they watch
thinking that they'll be caught
i pick the skin beside my nails
and see what then entails
my fingers were pulled back
so far that they then cracked
the things i want to say or do
these words are meant for you.
you think i'm not tired at all?
it takes a special kind of evil
to be someone just like you.
you think i'm not tired at all?
it takes a special kind of evil
to do everything you do
it all goes in and comes back out
the memories of my false doubt
they take a hold and choke my throat
strangle me, strangle me
if this kills me make sure it counts
please grip it strong, make it amount
to something, just to something.
just not nothing
make it amount to something, just not nothing.
when i said that i liked stars
i took that way too far
i look up at the sky and think
that it looks way too pink.
my vomit turned that color
and since then the world is duller
to look up and think such lovely things
and what joy that must bring.
it all goes in and comes back out
the memories of my false doubt
they take a hold and choke my throat
strangle me, strangle me please
if this kills me make sure it counts
please grip it strong, make it amount
to something, just to something.
i'm shrieking off the top my lungs
it hurts so much. though i can't run
i feel too weak to even fight
and everything has gone too bright
and tightness of the grip wont cease
if this kills me make sure it counts
to something, to something