Won from Won by Trip Villain

Sunrise synchronized
The whites of my eyes
Are dying inside for you
For you

Despite the evidence I don’t even care
You got a problem gotta find a solution
Don’t wanna see your molecules in the air
Extrication is a revolution

Sunset, time for bed
Irises red
The dream is now dead

You lie victimized
A god in your mind
A jester in mine

Sunrise synchronized
The light’s in my eyes
I’m on the dark side

If you reach nirvana
Lets drink matcha
Kurt would puke if he ever saw ya
You know something?
You mean nothing.
God you look so thin

Get some
Get numb
Become no one

There’s a stake in my side
There’s a thorn in my eye
There’s a hole in the sky
Where my demons reside
Where my dreams go to die
Don’t you try to deny

• Metal
• doom
• electronic
• industrial
• techno
• thrash
• Brooklyn