Broken Reflection Songtext
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Broken Reflection Songtext
Broken mirrors all around me and I′m slippin out reality
Ayo, the rain floods as it rains blood – I hate love,
I'm evil cause′ the media be makin my brain numb
As I sit with a gun in my clutch, and some bud in my dutch
Got a plan for the planet and such
I gotta cut my way through this fuckin maze of guts
Keep it steady like machete's that be grazin brush
Type of evil cat that come up in the rave, and bust
Ya head open while you rollin, now you raped and stuffed in my trunk
What the fuck?
You got some open infections
Tell me, where the fuck is the home that you rest in?
Stitch Mouth found the front door open and crept in
Straight up made you hang yourself with your lower intestines
As the stomach contents leaking through the clothes that you dress in
Peer into a cracked mirror at my broken reflection
Check it out, ya temples raining and ya making a mess
Then you confessed it was a demon living under your chest
Broken mirrors all around me
Broken mirrors all around me and I'm slipping out reality
Broken mirrors all around me and I′m slipping out reality
With images of organs swimming in a pool of gravity
I can′t stop insanity from chokin me out
Everytime I hit a blunt and taste the smoke in my mouth
It's like, I aint trippin but the shit is catchin up with me
It′s drifting in and out the shadows, whispering and touching me
I must have seen 100 people die in my life
Escaped many situations cause my timing was right
But yo I often suffered static, newborn to a youth
I remember using the umbilicol as a noose
I remember kicking and screaming inside of the hymen
Doctors yell "I think it's a demon!" and hiding the crying
I escaped but I faced a life that′s uncertain
When I kill, it brings me back to birth with blood squirtin
Now alone – my crew is reduced to 1 person
But I'm always watchin yall like the moon and sun lurkin
Broken mirrors all around me
Broken mirrors all around me and I′m slipping out reality
If you think this applies to you, it's too late to ask
If you took part in breaking all these panes of glass
But I wonder if I'll ever meet my hopes of redemption,
I guess it′s just an image in my broken reflection
Ayo, the rain floods as it rains blood – I hate love,
I'm evil cause′ the media be makin my brain numb
As I sit with a gun in my clutch, and some bud in my dutch
Got a plan for the planet and such
I gotta cut my way through this fuckin maze of guts
Keep it steady like machete's that be grazin brush
Type of evil cat that come up in the rave, and bust
Ya head open while you rollin, now you raped and stuffed in my trunk
What the fuck?
You got some open infections
Tell me, where the fuck is the home that you rest in?
Stitch Mouth found the front door open and crept in
Straight up made you hang yourself with your lower intestines
As the stomach contents leaking through the clothes that you dress in
Peer into a cracked mirror at my broken reflection
Check it out, ya temples raining and ya making a mess
Then you confessed it was a demon living under your chest
Broken mirrors all around me
Broken mirrors all around me and I'm slipping out reality
Broken mirrors all around me and I′m slipping out reality
With images of organs swimming in a pool of gravity
I can′t stop insanity from chokin me out
Everytime I hit a blunt and taste the smoke in my mouth
It's like, I aint trippin but the shit is catchin up with me
It′s drifting in and out the shadows, whispering and touching me
I must have seen 100 people die in my life
Escaped many situations cause my timing was right
But yo I often suffered static, newborn to a youth
I remember using the umbilicol as a noose
I remember kicking and screaming inside of the hymen
Doctors yell "I think it's a demon!" and hiding the crying
I escaped but I faced a life that′s uncertain
When I kill, it brings me back to birth with blood squirtin
Now alone – my crew is reduced to 1 person
But I'm always watchin yall like the moon and sun lurkin
Broken mirrors all around me
Broken mirrors all around me and I′m slipping out reality
If you think this applies to you, it's too late to ask
If you took part in breaking all these panes of glass
But I wonder if I'll ever meet my hopes of redemption,
I guess it′s just an image in my broken reflection
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