Dead hope by KYU ~ (fka tokio) Lyrics
[Verse]
My head holdin' copious problems, odious stained so to solve 'em
I draw a river of rum in, it rummage through all my throes and low blow chatter to myself
In this cell, where the guard comes clattering the bells in the distance
Glistenin' eyes, I fear the instance in which I'm by my 'lone, holdin' cold on these pistons
In this mental of mines, you'll come to feel a fission, try to swing the hook, dead hope's what you fishin'
Guessing they ain't cut in my fabric, a mental manic
Who come to brandish some metal and gear, who's God to fear?
When your own subconscious got a gun on your rear
Just think of living everyday as your ending is near
I got a neir, born with demons, close to adhere
Boy, I can't trust my mind so I mix with the seers
And the page, all schmear, 'till I come into steer
And use tears as my ink, feel the devil, he leers
[Hook
But no bite, no fight 'til the moon is at rise
And no sight, no light feeling nearing me by
So close eyes, feel ice climbing up on my spine
I let slice, blood lays, makes a river inside
But no bite, no fight 'til the moon is at rise
And no sight, no light feeling nearing me by
So close eyes, feel ice climbing up on my spine
I let slice, blood lays, makes a river inside
My head holdin' copious problems, odious stained so to solve 'em
I draw a river of rum in, it rummage through all my throes and low blow chatter to myself
In this cell, where the guard comes clattering the bells in the distance
Glistenin' eyes, I fear the instance in which I'm by my 'lone, holdin' cold on these pistons
In this mental of mines, you'll come to feel a fission, try to swing the hook, dead hope's what you fishin'
Guessing they ain't cut in my fabric, a mental manic
Who come to brandish some metal and gear, who's God to fear?
When your own subconscious got a gun on your rear
Just think of living everyday as your ending is near
I got a neir, born with demons, close to adhere
Boy, I can't trust my mind so I mix with the seers
And the page, all schmear, 'till I come into steer
And use tears as my ink, feel the devil, he leers
[Hook
But no bite, no fight 'til the moon is at rise
And no sight, no light feeling nearing me by
So close eyes, feel ice climbing up on my spine
I let slice, blood lays, makes a river inside
But no bite, no fight 'til the moon is at rise
And no sight, no light feeling nearing me by
So close eyes, feel ice climbing up on my spine
I let slice, blood lays, makes a river inside