VERSE 1:
Mind is dead
No spark left burning inside my head
Paragraphs sent been left on read
Why the f*ck you pick me instead of them
You could have gotten out, couldve started again
Couldve had a new life and had different friends
But youre stuck in this loop following the trends
But we can be together when our minds are dead
*Imagination by ZevenBeats*
Verse 2:
In your imagination
I can see the pills
The expensive champagne and the stacks of bills
Reality is you OD'd in your apartment
Hands sweating and youre out of bills
Youve lifes a f*ck up you want to die
You can't fix sh*t so your start to cry
Youre stuck in this loop following the trends
But we can be tigether when our minds are dead