call me spot Lyrics

Call me Spot, hurt a lot

Give her top, make it pop

Like its knotted

Target like I'm spotted

She sit in my cockpit

Love me like a locket

Now I can't stop talking

It gon make me vomit

Nonsense

No sense in trying with loose ends

Now we're just past tense

Nameless

Face becoming faceless

Traces

Of the past me

It don't make sense

Thoughts are getting heinous

What the fuck is going on

I'm fuckin up like every song

Resentment the bug in me

Feel the legs they probably

In my head, I feel them free

Spiders in my hair

Centipede in my ear

Now they going everywhere

Larva in my gut

Rotting they'll just say I'm fucked

Hey wassup

I'm the moth that's in your throat

You try to speak the words that mean the most

But you wont

She will never know

Cuz you so

Scared of ruining that thing she got going

Overflowing

With emotion

Become stoic

Or a poet

Writing rhymes

That marry moments

Wheres the power

Feeling hopeless

Read my caliber

Fear my omen

I'm just sewing

Thing called life

A perfect story

In my head

It's not important

Not important?

It's my life story never told and

I deserve some recognition

For things that I got going

I'm a hero, not a villain

I'm not kidding, I'm just hopping

You will listen to my message

Don't forget it, I am faceless

Call me Spot, hurt a lot

Give her top, make it pop

Like its knotted

Target like I'm spotted

She sit in my cockpit

Love me like a locket

Now I can't stop talking

It gon make me vomit

Nonsense

No sense in trying with loose ends

Now we're just past tense

Nameless

Face becoming faceless

Traces

Of the past me

It don't make sense

Thoughts are getting heinous

Wait, I'm not done

I got all these people who around me

Telling me

You gon' blow up

In a day I'll make their salary

I'll be like a shallow gallery

Nobody

Understand me

I just want to wake up happy

Too much to consider

Migraine in my brain

Losing sense of self

Don't want clout I just want fame

My face doesn't matter

Just remember the name

Cryptid in the house

And I'm going insane

Love is all the same from the outside

Scars on your heart now you wanna drink

Cyanide

Empty promises make strong ties

Lost control so hold on tight

In a day I'll make their salary

Those are the words of a wannabe

Time to take action

Grab your sword and slash it

They is just a has-been

Empty like a silhouette

They called me a loser

Make a fucker pirouette

Call me Spot, hurt a lot

Give her top, make it pop

Like its knotted

Target like I'm spotted

She sit in my cockpit

Love me like a locket

Now I can't stop talking

It gon make me vomit

Nonsense

No sense in trying with loose ends

Now we're just past tense

Nameless

Face becoming faceless

Traces

Of the past me

It don't make sense

Thoughts are getting heinous