V. wittrockiana (The Dark Half) ft. stillsigma, MONARRÁ & standingwolf Lyrics

[Botanist]

Castle walls are fortified

I never even thought to cry

When Danny died I cannot lie

It haunts my nights still

I'm above the dungeon living life

Cut by knives

I'm broken

Pain eventually subsides

But I'm all out of thought supplies

My brain is always broken

I'm a lord among the losers

My jesters are my bruisers

I'm feelin' like a trooper

Leading armies through to purges

Electrical surges coursing through my every bone

I'm alone and prone to suicide

But I can't lie

The sides I took were wild

So

Let me count back from a hundred one to zero

Opposites control my life like I was fucking Nero

Gimme some more time and I'ma cut that shit to narrow

Long confused light diffused

Now I come reclusive

Fuse is shorter than I remember

That lonely cold December night that left me fight or flight

Full moon quite alright

I'm in this forever man

This purgatory plight

Blacked out and smacked out

I crack open my mouth

To receive this cleansing ether

Rid this vessel of it's darkness

Knowledge to be imparted on the journeyman

Who aches for a home among the stars

Bubble closed over nose

Better breathe through your mouth

Tooth and Nail don't feel so frail

When the screws come down

And clamp around your very existence

Anything but this

Something's always amiss

Like a redefining puzzle

Under solar powered lamps

A stance to hold be bold

Scold all of the misunderstandings

Let it be known I let you go

Now brothers will you tell them?

[Sample]

Why do you have to go?

Where are you going?

What are you going to do?

Just throw your life away like it was nothing?

I'm not going there to die

I'm going to find out if I'm really alive

[stillsigma]

I'm stuck livin' evasive

Fucked up every night

So my mind's fucked and abrasive

And I don't give a fuck about your primordial chases

I was livin' in the past

My present passed and now plagues me

Future lookin' hazy

Prospects aint amazing

Processing my penchant for precipice is so draining

Always find a way to fuck it up for me later

Wanna tough it out

But my motivation is fading

Guess I'm gettin faded

Clouds pass over pavement

Ever since Sandy my mind's clouded and jaded

Lost a couple feelings

I have trouble relating

Numbly walking dead til purgatory awaits me

Luck aint done no favors

Smarts aint help me neither

Coasted off of ignorance

Borrowed time for a placement

Drowning in the current

I understand what I wasted

I wish that I was dumber

I wouldn't know I'm deranged

[MONARRÁ]

Carnivorous Bambi with a thumper in my chest

White rabbits canopy

A broken heart manifesto

I'm like a superhero with no morality

But the mark