The Automaton Gothic
[Chorus, L. & blvv]
Put onto this world on a whole 'nother level
While I'm overruled by my own inner devils
What is there to do when you fucking up the treble?
Bassline on the double, think I'm in deep trouble

Think I’m in deep trouble
I’m driving with no buckle
Calling out to God, beat the wheel, bloody knuckles
Why can’t I escape the feeling like Im lost in the jungle
Always feeling like I’m lesser than the rubble

[Verse 1, L.]
Yeah, think I might just light it up
Sacrifice my vital parts, as I talk to God one more time before I write her off
I don't know if she would like that though
Cause she bugging me with Karma every time I seem to bite her off
The three of us, ménage à trois
The bloodied leaves are fallen off
Strange fruits, Nina Simone playing as I'm riding off
The cliff, emotion sickness like I'm hanging on the edge
But look at this flip as I try today again
[Verse 2, blvv]
Like petals fallen from a rose
I’m wilting and my lungs are froze
Exhale the smoke to let it go
Forget the pain and what you know
Memories keep flooding back though
You left the pictures on the table when you gave your life up to the rope
See red anytime I close my eyes
All the pain and strife
Fade out like a candlelight
I’m tired of putting up a fight
Feels like I’m running out of time...

[Chorus, L. & blvv]
Put onto this world on a whole 'nother level
While I'm overruled by my own inner devils
What is there to do when you fucking up the treble?
Bassline on the double, think I'm in deep trouble

Think I’m in deep trouble
I’m driving with no buckle
Calling out to God, beat the wheel, bloody knuckles
Why can’t I escape the feeling like Im lost in the jungle
Always feeling like I’m lesser than the rubble

[Verse 3, L.]
I see my eyes spiraling backwards
I might be rewinding forward
And this is no folklore, this one's a real story
Conjoined to several files I can't control in one time
So I back it up into drive
Rewired, defining life
Though I wish I could listen to my advice once in awhile
Seems the psychological growth is evolving to something much more
But the problem is holding it stored
Bottled up, baby and stork
Manifesting within me a master mind control
[Verse 4, blvv]
Something feels different
Can’t see but the windows aren’t tinted
What you would you do if you found your mind monopolized too many times?
Depression is realness
Can’t ignore, it's a sickness
It’s an illness, makes it too hard to perceive life of fulfillment
I’m speeding faster than I ever have
Trying to escape the past
Make sure that you make it home
At least before your nana asks
Maybe pull over
You drank too much, you're not sober
Good state of mind too hard to find
Like a four leaf clover

I see through your eyes
I see through your..
I see through your disguise
I see through your..
I see through your mind
I see through your eyes...