Ill back whoever takes this one, deviated the other side,
Cause all you really want is to distort and revise
Each day my flaws grow endless and cease to hide
like subtlety is a only reminisced, untied
Assume it’s not you that will miss me
Desire to go, denied to change
I won’t change, not for you
I won’t change
Not for you, not for the expression
because the nostalgia is almost suffocating, and I’m up to my neck with a constant display here of you
you pour the past on the plate, but I’m not breathing it in
you’ve done all you can do, it’s time to let go
Just drop it, I don’t want your part in this
No I’m not taking a breath, and my heart isn’t beating
though I’m choking and coughing, I’m done
I can’t fix this, it means I failed,
but I’m ok with that, this means I’m ok
And I know you won’t miss me
But your heart still beats, It beats, it beats I can feel it.
I know it still beats
your heart is still beating
and I refuse to believe that it’s over,
that you gave up so insignificantly
Assuming it wasn’t an error on your behalf
Where does the blame lie?
The blood is on your hands, times up its over
The blood is on your hands, Your time is up
You said you gave it your best,
Well nice try, but nice tries are worthless
Ill back whoever takes this one, deviated the other side,
Cause all you really want is to distort and revise
Each day my flaws grow endless and cease to hide
like subtlety is a only reminisced, untied, distorted and revised
The blood is on your hands,
The blood is on your hands
Sol Patches explores what happens when a rapper's ego collapses on this inventive album at the nexus of hip-hop and hyperpop. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2023