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von Atlas

I′m still sorta unsure what happened
Still dialed mom's number outta habit
Call failed
Week left to do taxes
Living room graveyard
Amazon package
Old mail

Same type that stares when I′m outside
Late night upstairs on my couch fried
Say I don't care much about myself
It's a separate metric I count by


Red wine
Bleed through the grape vines
Sip after sip
Get sick in the FaceTime
(Hello?) Hello?

I don′t speak like that
Need pitch black nails
On the decline stat, yeah
Feelin′ like I wobbled outta wormhole
Spend a lot of hours clickin' circles
Yeah, I′m five digit live from the multiverse
Where violence in snide us compulsory

Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah