Take a deep breath, relax, this will all be over
so violent in a town so quite
take a life, so tired, keep your eyes open
How did you not see them
with the shine of the mirror
and the fear they delivered
He’ll break before I have to
stare straight. Eye contact is murder.
And I am no murderer.
How did you not see them
With a weapon that’s loaded,
feelings corroded.
I don’t want this to define my lifetime
Did you think you were ever ready?
It’s not over, as the time gets older
aging regrets of the moment I held her
cold shoulder, no reminiscing of the old her
one by one like a silhouette
on the back of a sunset
How can you stomach this? Not sorry. Not Sorry.
No, we walk alone.
Ripped sheets on the bed of our lifetime
as the sea rolls on
and we break into shards of our subconscious selves,
fragments cascading down a waving flight of stairs
while were waiting, and waiting for our oceanic life line
My eyes are barely able
to stare anywhere else but this dry wall
I cannot face this, so wasted
your life definitive
And it’s so undeserving
not worthy, of this horrible diction
my words, like sand thrown at rocks
fall silent, and collapse capsizing
Did they deserve it
what have you taken away?
Take it, all away from me.
Just take it all from me.
Go on just lie to my face
No, we walk alone.
Ripped sheets on the bed of our lifetime
as the sea rolls on
and we break into shards of our subconscious selves,
fragments cascading down a waving flight of stairs
while were waiting, and waiting for our oceanic life line
Did they deserve it
Go on lie to me
Your life, defined by death
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
