Feed my being ft. torchinorfanij. Lyrics

I'm never alone

I fuck em one time and they never go home

Don't think that I'll ever be okay no more

I told her not to go

But she ain't got no soul

I'm never letting go, my heart is all you'll ever know

With my toaster in the bath

So I can laugh at all the sappy crap she never texted back

Do you ever think back

And pick up all the glass

Like if maybe I didn't do it, it coulda last

If I blow my brains out, will I get better fast

I really wanna be better

But healing takes forever

Sometimes something takes over me

Grab this pen and it takes all of me

This world is so fake

So I just wake and bake

The clock ticks time away

As I sit in my pain

Tryna write a deep song and what happens?

The drink that I just poured spilled all over my mattress

Love

Reminds me of a stretched out sea

Some waves are crashing in between

Some waves roll over easily

But overall I chose to be at sea

And there's a beauty to that decision

I might just never visit this sea again

But I'm glad I went

Digress, your highness

So I can sit in Pinecrest

With your fine ass

And I can only wish you the best

No sorry regret

I'm so unhappy with this world

So I'm gonna sing

I'm not gonna sing and rap about my misery

So you can sit in between

And my poetry's the only thing that feeds my being

Feed my soul with memories and candid thoughts

Cloudy days and anecdotes

Jotted notes and acid blocks

Standing off the edge of recollection

Equal space in all direction

Write it down and press it

Now you got a pill and you can test it

Triple stacked, teardrop ingested

Feel the heart beat through the chest

It's more than a high you should've checked with

The proper dosage, I should've said it

You took too much man, you took too much man

I must've must had a rush to bust the acid

And it in your arms, so familiar but wrong

Tired of this dance and this song

These bracelets that don't come off

Sticky floors and cheap lights

Butterflies turn to rot inside

The stomach lining, your highness

I saw myself in the reflection of the diamond

The crown, I didn't kneel, I was beat down

So I found a beat and put the ink down

Poetry, the only thing holding me

Within the margins of the paper, knowing me

Knowing me, I'm probably gonna end up

With another broken verse

Bare bones mended back into a haiku

The gifted curse, I've been throwing up

My thoughts onto a pad and bombing cursive

Empty the stomach of the past

Feed it a wordsmith

Open third eye, You'll see

Torch/mct perpetually

Feeding the being