trench lyric bot

lights, they blink to me, transmitting things to me. ones and zeroes. ergo this symphony.

the last two lines may read incorrect until said, the lead is terrible in flavor, but now you double as a paper maker.

this clique means so much to this dude it could make him afraid of his music and be scared to death he could lose it.

i'll morph to someone else.

'cause they won't get them. no, they won't get them. they won't get them, but they won't get them.

i'm running' for my life, running' for my life.

rebel red carnation grows while i decay.

now they know it like we both knew for some time i'd say.

don't feed me to the vultures, i am a vulture who feeds on pain.

venom on my tongue, dependent at times.

i've used up all i've collected, i have singed my hands.

isn't what i want, blood is on my tongue, i cut my lip.

i'm a bandito.

and could it be true that some could be tempted to use this mistake as a form of aggression? a form of succession? a form of a weapon? thinking 'i'll teach them?' well i'm refusing the lesson. it won't resonate in our minds.

i could take the high road, but i know that i'm going low.

but i recently discovered it's a heatless fire like nicknames they give themselves to uninspire.

i'm not disrespecting what was left behind just pleading that it does not get glorified, maybe we swap out what it is that we hold so high.

i'm running' for my life, running' for my life.

in time, i will leave the city. for now, i will stay alive.

promise me this: if i lose to myself, you won't mourn a day. and you'll move onto someone else.

hide you in my coat pocket, where i kept my rebel red.

but this year, though i'm far from home, in trench i'm not alone. these faces facing me.

can you build my house with pieces? i'm just a chemical.

you know i had to do one, you know i had to do one, you know i had to do one on the record for you.

welcome to trench.

anybody listening? ones and zeroes. count to infinity. ones and zeroes

you know i've always been collected, calm and chill.

but i recently discovered it's a heatless fire like nicknames they give themselves to uninspire.

east is up, i'm careless when i wear my rebel clothes.

it's only time before they show me why no one ever comes back with details from beyond.